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Born to a family |
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A family of workers |
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Born to a family |
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Of honest workers |
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Then I came along |
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Golden boy who belonged |
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And changed the system |
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Of honest workers |
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I was square into the hole |
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There was something in my soul |
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What could I do |
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But follow the calling? |
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What could I do |
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But follow this calling? |
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When I was five years old |
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Asked when I'd be old |
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Did I have a plan |
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But I knew who I am |
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Born to a family |
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A family of workers |
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Born to a family |
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Born to a family |
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What could I do? |
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What could I do |
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But follow the calling? |
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What could I do? |
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Yeah, yeah |
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Yeah, yeah |
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Yeah, yeah |
