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From "Ground Beef"

Turn me upside down and shake

Think of all the cash you'd make.

It's all yours now

Turn my pockets inside out

Spill their contents all about...

And it all falls down, down

And the loose change rolls around

I'm a poor man now but still a man

A tiny sliver of the master plan.

When everything goes wrong

You can sing the poor man's song

And I'll bring a foot to tap along

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