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Who'd believe with the way things are here |
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We'd be going anywhere telling people how to live? |
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Who'd believe we'd spend more shippin' drugs and guns |
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Than to educate our sons, sorry but that's what they did |
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I can't help but think |
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I can't help but think |
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I can't help but think |
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Someone's forsaken you and me |
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Luck deserted me and the truth beat out my brains |
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Men rise on stepping stones of their selves to higher things |
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I've stepped over lots of bodies on my way |
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Thanks for the information, don't need no more anything |
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I can't help but think |
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I can't help but think |
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I can't help but think |
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Someone's forsaken you and me |
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We are the damned of all the world with sadness in our hearts |
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The wounded of the wars, we've been hung out to dry |
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You didn't want us anyway and now we're making up our minds |
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You tell us how to run our lives, we run for youthanasia |
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We are the damned of all the world with sadness in our hearts |
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The wounded of the wars, we've been hung out to dry |
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You didn't want us anyway and now we're making up our minds |
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You tell us how to run our lives, we run for youthanasia |
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We are the damned of all the world with sadness in our hearts |
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The wounded of the wars, we run for youthanasia |
