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As we approach fair weather |
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As we entertain our maiden endeavor' |
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Round us still the chorus beats |
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The schools, the streets, there's always danger there |
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For men will divest only to a certain point |
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For each divines their own experience |
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And to our own we must attest |
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They say authority's essential |
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They are insincere |
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They say discipline is fundamental |
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You will persevere |
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And when you've lost your fear |
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Then that's when you must |
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Testify, raise your hands up to the sky |
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Clouds are comin' closer but don't you cry |
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Because you ain't got time just keep on strivin', testifyin' |
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Testify, raise your hands up to the sky |
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Clouds are comin' closer but don't you cry |
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Because you ain't got time just keep on strivin', testifyin' |
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As you pack the tools of past illusions |
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You have lost your nerve |
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Set them near you, lest they cause confusion |
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Keep some in reserve |
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To get what you deserve |
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You're gonna have to |
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Testify, raise your hands up to the sky |
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Clouds are comin' closer but don't you cry |
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Because you ain't got time just keep on strivin', testifyin' |
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Testify, raise your hands up to the sky |
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Clouds are comin' closer but don't you cry |
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Because you ain't got time just keep on strivin', testifyin' |
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Mama, you got me my corduroy jeans? |
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Do your own laundry if you want them clean |
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Mama, the workload they're puttin' me through |
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Like I don't know |
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Mama, you got me history books? |
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Yeah and I thought me |
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I'd take me a look |
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But doesn't matter what you do or say |
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Because it ain't my history anyway |
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Feast or famine, you're cryin' at the disco |
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You have lost your way |
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The peace they were plannin' died in |
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San Francisco |
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Floating on the bay |
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Just close your eyes and pray |
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Then stand up straight and |
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Testify, raise your hands up to the sky |
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Clouds are comin' closer but don't you cry |
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Because you ain't got time just keep on strivin', testifyin' |
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Testify, raise your hands up to the sky |
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Clouds are comin' closer but don't you cry |
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Because you ain't got time just keep on strivin', testifyin' |
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Testify, raise your hands up to the sky |
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Clouds are comin' closer but don't you cry |
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Because you ain't got time just keep on strivin', testifyin'... |
