Regina

Regina, Regina
What have they done?
Stole your nickels and dimes
All thirty one
Andy he listens
Greed lining his pockets
Andy he hears
The price of your lockets
Oh Regina, Regina
He doesn’t care
He has no soul today
No, no it’s not fair
Rich don’t understand the poor
Regina stay on the streets
It’s pseudo and gumdrops here
Freaks Shrieks and Tweets
Don’t look so alarmed
Don’t be so bold
Oh Regina, Regina
Heirs only care when you are old
Regina, Regina
You are just a number today
And dirt tomorrow
No one cares if you stay.
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