.Shuffle your feet left to right you,
Scrape the dusty ground,
Fifty thousand people in a queue,
All in front of you.
And you hate your life because your going nowhere,
A step or two as decades pass,
Born to a place it's so hard to move,
And all the wealth is passed from fron.
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