Debt
Money grows on trees only in your fantasies
We are spending...spending...spending
Giving to the people vending
If we spend to much we end up bankrupt
We spend at least five dollars just to buy lunch
With prices to high and pay checks to low
How will we ever pay back China all the money we owe
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