| Build 'em high
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| Build 'em low
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| Fire rat traps with paper walls and floors
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| You can take a short cut, you can cut the red tape
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| But what do lives matter against a piece of the cake?
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| When you’ve got low, low, low friends in high places
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| Just a bunch of devils wearing angel faces
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| Low friends in high, high places
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| Just a bunch of devils wearing angel faces
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| You don’t have to worry
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| Who’s right no more
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| You can buy your own bombs and planes
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| You can start your own war
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| You don’t need no money
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| If you promise to go along
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| By giving up some land for the drugs to grow on
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| All you need is
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| Low friends in high placs
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| Just a bunch of devils wearing angel facs
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| Low friends in high places
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| Just a bunch of devils wearing angel faces
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| Killin' babies in the womb
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| Or sending children in Atlanta to a teenage tomb
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| Pope or president, to a j-town mayor
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| Your mama or your papa for some money, who cares
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| When you’ve got some
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| Low, low, low friends in some high places
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| Just a bunch of devils wearing angel faces
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| Low friends in high, high places
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| Just a bunch of devils wearing those angel faces
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| I got me some low friends
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| I got me some low, low friends in high places
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| All of them got 2, 3, 4 or more faces (count 'em)
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| Low, low friends
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| I got me some low, low friends
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| All right, let’s hear it for low friends
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| Everybody stand up
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| Let’s give a big rousing cheer for all our low friends
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| I got me some low, low friends
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| I got me some low, low friends
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| Low, low friends
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| Low, low friends
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| You one of 'em
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| There’s another one of them sittin' over there
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| And one trying to hide over there in the corner
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| All you are my low, low friends. |
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