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Fortunes are won |
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But some have to work till they drop |
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Oh, and the faster they run |
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They don't know till they have to stop |
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And it's nothing at all |
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For a rich man to be |
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Completely blind to the call |
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Of the whole misery |
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The mask that they wear |
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Is broken in two |
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The wind cries in fright |
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A message to you |
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The grey stone crumbles |
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As years are passing |
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Caught up in this shadow town |
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And life's much harder |
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To keep on living |
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Everywhere's just closing down |
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The streets are angry |
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And shouts from children |
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Nowhere in this shadow town |
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There's no one winning |
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But they're all standing |
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Waiting for it to come round |
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Nothing's for life |
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Except the cold and the poor |
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Oh, and it's sharp as a knife |
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That's one thing they know for sure |
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Well, they knew better times |
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Then their dreams were all sold |
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And didn't read all the signs |
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For a handful of gold |
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The mask that they wear |
|
Is broken in two |
|
The wind cries in fright |
|
A message to you |
|
The grey stone crumbles |
|
As years are passing |
|
Caught up in this shadow town |
|
And life's much harder |
|
To keep on living |
|
Everywhere's just closing down |
|
The streets are angry |
|
And shouts from children |
|
Nowhere in this shadow town |
|
There's no one winning |
|
But they're all standing |
|
Waiting for it to come round |
|
You're pocket's empty but then |
|
You never had much to start |
|
It's got you thinking again |
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It's almost breaking your heart |
|
The grey stone crumbles |
|
As years are passing |
|
Caught up in this shadow town |
|
And life's much harder |
|
To keep on living |
|
Everywhere's just closing down |
|
The streets are angry |
|
And shouts from children |
|
Nowhere in this shadow town |
|
There's no one winning |
|
But they're all standing |
|
Waiting for it to come round |
|
Caught up in this shadow town |
|
Caught up in this shadow town |
|
Caught up in this shadow town |
|
Everywhere's just closing down |
