Lord
i'm tired of being poor
yeah, I really wanna soar
door to door
floor to floor
more to more
yeah, rich to rich
yeah Father, get me out of this pit
that I sit-in
yeah, use some...
dynamite
if you like
yeah, make me take a flight
or use some...
wind
to make me
transcend
out of lack
yeah, with no turning back
yeah from now on
I will be strong
and follow wisdom
and facts
all the day long
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