If I said you were evil You'd knock me off my feet If I said you're a good girl You'd bore me off my seat You'll never see me walking Down a guilty middle-class street I'm frequently appalled By them pretending to be poor men
I'd give you all I can now I don't have enough arms for you Ask the people with the real cash Institutions who are taking yours and mine
I won't feel guilty, I won't feel bad I won't feel guilty, I won't feel bad
It's written in the books In the literature that I've read Temporary blindness Breezing through the fog again You'll never see me walking Down a guilty middle-class street I'm frequently appalled By them pretending to be poor men
I'd give you all I can now I don't have enough arms for you Ask the people with the real cash Institutions who are taking yours and mine
I won't feel guilty, I won't feel bad I won't feel guilty, I won't feel bad
I never get enough of it
I won't feel guilty, I won't feel bad I won't feel guilty, I won't feel bad
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