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Caught between the jungle and the stars |
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Caught inside a valley full of bars |
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There's a twinkle of hope over there |
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There's a smell of success in the air |
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Who can say where the better wind blows |
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I suppose, |
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I suppose, heaven knows heaven knows |
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Caught up in a happy masquerade |
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Living out the parts that fate has made |
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There's a greener grass over the hill |
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There's a bigger cup ready to fill |
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Who can say... |
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It's all a never ending game to play |
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Say what you mean, mean what you say |
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Don't lie; |
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It's all a never ending game to play; the circle turns ev'ryday |
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Locked inside the cage where you were born |
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Ending with a technicolour yawn |
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There's a smell of success in the air |
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There are moments you're ready to share |
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Who can say... |
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Caught between the jungle and the stars |
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Caught inside a valley full of bars |
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So get out and get over the hill |
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There's a twinkle of hope waiting still |
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Who can say... |
