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Where are the middle class?
Where are the middle class?
Their ranks are growing thin.
No one seems to care for them
Their future's looking grim.
They're the ones that save the day
In giving of themselves.
They give their time and energy,
And food right off their shelves.
They do things like build a house
They're always saving towns.
Causing laughter to come again
Make smiles right out of frowns
The rich are trying to kill them
In the pocket and the mind.
The poor are just so jealous
They never can be kind.
They are all the workers
That makes the country grow.
Only to have it torn down again
Giving them a final blow.
But they're trying to succeed
Strive to make things right.
They stand up to be counted
And mad enough to fight.
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