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Crisis Lyrics

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Yeh!
Each day, each night crisis gets higher, higher, higher, higher.
Poor people soon can't put them pot a fire, fire, fire, fire.
Each day, each night crisis gets higher, higher, higher, higher.
Poor people soon can't put them pot a fire, fire, fire, fire.

Just take a look down in the ghetto,
Where not even a stalk of escallion just cannot grow.

And even their children seem to be dying from hunger,
And them shirt and pants bottom seems to be torn.
Oh yeh, oh yeh!

But year after next, it ago dread, dreader, dreader, dreader,
And all who survive, shall live forever, ever, ever, ever.
But year after next, it ago dread, dreader, dreader, dreader,
And all who survive, shall live forever, ever, ever, ever.

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Just take a look down in the ghetto,
Where not even a stalk of escallion just cannot grow.
And even their children seem to be dying from hunger,
And them shirt and pants bottom seems to be torn.

But year after next, it ago dread, dreader, dreader, dreader,
And all who survive, shall live forever, ever, ever, ever.
But year after next, it ago dread, dreader, dreader, dreader,
And all who survive, shall live forever, ever, ever, ever.
But year after next, it ago dread, dreader, dreader, dreader,
And all who survive, shall live forever, ever, ever, ever.

I and i and I are compedable to any,
I and I and I superior to many,
I and I and I inferior to none.

But year after next, it ago dread, dreader, dreader, dreader,
And all who survive, shall live forever, ever, ever, ever.
But year after next, it ago dread, dreader, dreader, dreader,
And all who survive, shall live forever, ever, ever, ever.

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