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You say you don't wanna run and hide |
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A face that no-one knows |
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And everyone ya meet, you're gonna show |
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You're nobody's slave, nobody's chains are holdin' you |
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You hold your fist up high, |
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And rule the zoo |
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Oh, you just got to be |
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Up high where the whole world's watchin me |
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Cos I, I got the guts to be somebody |
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To cry out |
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I wanna be somebody, |
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Be somebody soon |
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I wanna be somebody |
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Be somebody too |
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You say you don't wanna starve |
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Or take the table crumbs that fall |
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You don't wanna beg or plead at all |
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You don't want no nine to five |
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Your fingers to the bone |
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You don't want the rock piles' bloody stones |
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Oh, you just got to be |
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Up high where the whole world's watchin me |
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Cos I, I got the guts to be somebody |
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To cry out |
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I wanna be somebody, |
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Be somebody soon |
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I wanna be somebody |
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Be somebody too |
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I want shiny cars and dirty money |
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Lotsa rock and roll |
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I will live in fame and die in flames |
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I'm NEVER gettin' old |
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I wanna be somebody, |
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Be somebody soon |
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I wanna be somebody |
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Be somebody too |
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I'm gonna be somebody, |
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I'm gonna be somebody |
