Some people say a man oughta work as he could
But a poor man’s envy can be packaged as good
Envy and spite are my stock and trade
A soul that’s weak allows a mind to be swayed
I spend sixteen tril, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Ohio don’t recall me ’cause I can’t go
I sold my soul so you owe me four mo’
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