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You want the people to be the people |
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That want the people who love you |
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You need the people to show the facts |
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Instead again they shot you |
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Want the people to be the people |
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They don't need you |
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You need the people to show the fact |
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They displease you |
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Lover man, his face is lost |
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And you're much smaller |
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Then again the other man |
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He's much smaller |
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You need the people to be the people |
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That want the people who love you |
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You need the people to show the facts |
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Instead again they shot you |
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Want the people to see the people |
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That they don't need you |
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Need the people who need the people |
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But they don't need you |
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Then again the son of a bitch |
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And he's much smaller |
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Then again and then again |
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And then again and then again |
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You want the people to be the people |
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That want the people who love you |
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You need the people to show the facts |
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Instead again they shot you |
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Want the people to be the people |
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They don't need you |
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Need the people to show the facts |
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They displease you |
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Lover man, his face is lost |
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And you're much smaller |
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Then again the other man |
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He's much smaller |
