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And when the clock strikes 12, tell me where you gonna be? |
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Cleaning up the mess we've made or watching your T.V. |
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And if you have to ask, then you don't have a clue, |
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There's snow in Arizona while they're bombing in Beirut |
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I hope some day... when i'm dead and gone, |
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We learned to right... everything that's wrong, |
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With loving hands... turn sick to strong, |
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Our time will tell... if life goes on...on...on, on, on |
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When the storm hits your front door, with a roar you can't ignore.... |
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Ya run, run, away! but there's no place to hide, mate! |
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When the days turn into night, you don't got no chance to fight... |
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'Cause you're too late! so kiss your ass goodbye, mate! |
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It just don't make no sense, there's a million mouthes to feed |
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We got military action over monetary need |
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And you can turn your back, or you can plant the seed |
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You can choose compassion over universal greed |
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I hope some day... when i'm dead and gone, |
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We learned to right... everything that's wrong, |
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With loving hands... turn sick to strong, |
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Our time will tell... if life goes on...on...on, on, on |
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When the storm hits your front door, with a roar you can't ignore.... |
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Ya run, run, away! but there's no place to hide, mate! |
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When the days turn into night, you don't got no chance to fight... |
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'Cause you're too late! so kiss your ass goodbye, mate!(x2) |
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And you can turn your back... but it won't go away |
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And you don't look scared... but you should be afraid |
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You can shut your mouth... but you still have a say |
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But you just don't care... for tomorrow, today(x2) |
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Well no way-a-ay! way-a-ay!... no way, no way, no way, no way-a-ay! |
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When the storm hits your front door, with a roar you can't ignore.... |
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Ya run, run, away! but there's no place to hide, mate! |
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When the days turn into night, you don't got no chance to fight... |
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'Cause you're too late! so kiss your ass goodbye, mate!(x2) |
