You can lead a horse to water But you cannot make him drink You can own a man's whole work for life But you cannot make him think what you want You can tell them all a thousand lies But you don't own the world You can give her everything you want But you won't have my girl Man you leave it all in pieces Let us all come and clean it up Love to see your name in the papers Like to hang out at your club Like to drive around in your silver car As if it were a cloud Like to call yourself a legend But if you were you wouldn't be that proud
CHORUS
Citizen cain, citizen cain Your money don't buy you love Citizen cain, citizen cain I don't know what you could be thinking of Citizen cain, citizen cain Don't you think that you have the keys You might own all the locks in this whole damn town But there ain't no chains on me
You like to do everybody favors Then take it all back in spades Keep everyone you know under your big bad thumb Until they start to fade You like to think you're king of the western world But he died long ago You like to give yourself to charity As long as everybody else knows
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Compositor: Thomas William Cochrane ECAD: Obra #20768756