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I was walking around, |
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just a face in the crowd |
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Trying to keep myself out of the rain |
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Saw a vagabond king wear a styrofoam crown |
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Wondered if I might end up the same |
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There's a man out on the corner |
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Singing old songs about change |
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Everybody got their cross to bare, these days |
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She came looking for some shelter |
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with a suitcase full of dreams |
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To a motel room on the boulevard |
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Guess she's trying to be James Dean |
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She's seen all the disciples and all the "wanna be's" |
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No one wants to be themselves these days |
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Still there's nothing to hold on to but these days |
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These days - the stars seem out of reach |
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These days - there ain't a ladder on these streets |
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These days - are fast, love don't last in this graceless age |
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There ain't nobody left but us these days |
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Jimmy shoes busted both his legs, |
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trying to learn to fly |
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From a second story window, |
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he just jumped and closed his eyes |
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His momma said he was crazy - |
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he said momma "I've got to try" |
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Don't you know that all my heroes died |
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And I guess I'd rather die than fade away |
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These days - the stars seem out of reach |
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But these days - there ain't a ladder on these streets |
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These days are fast, love don't lasts-in this graceless age |
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Even innocence has caught the morning train |
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And there ain't nobody left but us these days |
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I know Rome's still burning |
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Though the times have changed |
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This world keepd turning round and round |
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and round and round |
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These days |
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These days - the stars seem out of reach |
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But these days - there ain't a ladder on these streets |
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These days are fast, love don't lasts-in this graceless age |
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Even innocence has caught the morning train |
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These days - the stars seem out of reach |
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These days - there ain't a ladder on these streets |
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These days - are fast, nothing lasts |
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There ain't no time to waste |
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There ain't nobody left to take the blame |
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There ain't nobody left but us these days |
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There ain't nobody left but us these days |
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And there ain't nobody left but us these days |
