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How can we Make you understand All you can be Is giving in your hand You won't even need Trust in me Take me by the hand Oh give us a chip Dreams are strewn across the sand You won't need money Well all the bent-back peddlers The jugglers and fools They're driving me crazy I'm climbing the walls So show me the way The way to my stool Cause I'm so sick So sick of it all And when the penny drops... Trust in me Take me by the hand No, dont cash in your chips just yet Strewn across the sand You won't need Letras de cancionesYou won't need money, oh no Well all the bent-back peddlers The jugglers and fools They're driving me crazy I'm climbing the walls So show me the way The way to my stool Cause I'm so sick So sick of it all And when the penny drops... From Letras Mania