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The air's real hot, yeah it makes me cough, but it's rebate time and you bought us off. Everything's privatized and user fees will keep the less fortunate on their knees. Little black heart, all the money can't change a thing hanging over our heads and dangling on a string. The air's real thick and more people cough at the homeless shelter you tell them off. Paper plane money flying around and no amount of injustice gets you shut down. Little black heart, all the money can't change a thing hanging over our heads and dangling on a string. And if all this ain't nearly enough, you pass Bill 12 and tell 'em "tough." More health care cuts and we'll feel the breeze, we'll call our own state of emergency! Little black heart, all the money can't change a thing hanging over our heads and dangling on a string. From Letras Mania