Everybody's Got the Right

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Hey, pal, feelin' blue?
 Don't know what to do?
 Hey, pal, I mean you!
 Yeah!
 Come here and kill a president!
 No job, cupboard bare?
 One room, no one there?
 Hey, pal, don't despair
 You wanna shoot a president?
 C'mon and shoot a president
 Some guys think they can't be winners
 First prize often goes to rank beginners
 How much?
 Four-fifty. Ivor johnson, .32. Rubber handles
 Owls stamped on the side
 All right, give me
 Hey, kid, failed your test?
 Dream girl unimpressed?
 Show her you're the best
 If you can shoot a president
 You can get the prize with the big blue eyes
 Skinny little thighs, and those big blue eyes (Mister!)
 Everybody's got the right to be happy
 Don't stay mad, life's not as bad as it seems
 If you keep your goal in sight
 You can climb to any height
 Everybody's got the right to their dreams
 Deal
 Mister-
 I said "deal"
 You, you wait your turn
 It is my turn
 I was here first!
 Watch it now, no violence!
 Hey, fella, feel like you're a failure?
 Bailiff on your tail?
 Your wife run off for good?
 Hey, fella, feel misunderstood?
 Come here and kill a president
 Okay!
 Oh, what's-a wrong, boy?
 Boss-a treat you crummy?
 Trouble with your tummy?
 This-a bring you some relief
 Here, give some hail-a to da chief
 You gimme prize?
 Anything you want
 I want prize. You gimme prize!
 Only eight bucks. Cheap for "anything you want"
 Everybody's got the right to be different
 Even though at times they go to extremes
 Aim for what you want a lot
 Everybody gets a shot
 Everybody's got a right to their dreams
 
 Yo, baby, looking for a thrill?
 The Ferris Wheel is that way
 No, baby, this requires skill-
 Okay, you want to give it a try
 Jeez, lady, give a guy some room!
 The bumper cars are that way
 Please, lady, don't forget that guns can go boom
 ♪
 Hey, gang, look who's here
 There's our pioneer
 Hey, chief, loud and clear
 Everybody's got the right to be happy
 Say, "enough," it's not as tough as it seems
 Don't be scared you won't prevail
 Everybody's free to fail
 No one can be put in jail for their dreams
 Free country!
 Means your dreams can come true
 Be a scholar
 Make a dollar
 Free country!
 Means they listen to you
 Scream and holler
 Grab 'em by the collar!
 Free country!
 Means you dont have to sit
 That's it!
 And put up with the shit
 Everybody's got the right to some sunshine, everybody!
 Not the sun, but maybe one of its beams
 (One of its beams)
 Rich man, poor man, black or white
 Pick your apple, take a bite
 Everybody just hold tight to your dreams
 Everybody's got the right to their dreams
 
 Ladies and Gentlemen
 The President of the United States
 ♪
 Abraham Lincoln!
 Excuse me
 ♪
 Sic semper tyrannis!
 

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Song Details

Duration
06:32
Key
10
Tempo
77 BPM

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