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Ain't no who, what, why, or when |
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Going to turn me round from this world. |
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Ain't no "so I'm telling you again!" |
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Going to make me stop in this world. |
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So tired of hating. |
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I'm just awaiting ... |
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You, keep on walking to the end, |
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Going to make it work in this world. |
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Come back, start it up again, |
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Going to make it right in this world. |
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Love every hour |
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In the tower. |
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And you wait for another day, |
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And you know that they will say, |
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That it's too late |
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Yeah, they're telling you again! |
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You turn around, and nothing's right, |
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You've only got to shine your light. |
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It's not make-believe. |
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Going to make you believe! |
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Ain't no who, what, why, or when |
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Gonna turn me round from this world. |
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Going to get to this world. |
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Watch every hour |
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We're in the tower. |
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And you're holding on again, |
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And you're trying to say, my friend, |
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This will all turn out right. |
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You know that it's the end, |
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But the answer's here, my friend, |
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But they're telling you that it's just out of sight. |
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Ain't nobody gonna put me down, |
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Going to turn me round from this world. |
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This world ... |
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From this world ... |