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Alternate Routes |
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Somebody told me Hollywood was slowly burning |
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So i went with my own eyes to see |
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And i landed in places where the make-up on your faces telling stories in color tv |
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but it's hard to believe you can find what you're looking for...anymore |
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Somebody told me not to spend it all on Sundays |
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So I went with my own eyes to see |
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that the doors'll stay open for praying and hopin' |
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come and get your share |
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if you have a care oh noo |
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But it's hard to believe that you can find what you're looking for ohh anymore |
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Any way that I make is my own |
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But I know what i'm in for |
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And It's hard to know how to get home |
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but I know what i'm in for |
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(solo) |
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I heard a lot of talk about a revolution |
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So i went with my own eyes to see |
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that i'm confused by the colors of such expensive clothes pays for so many problems i see |
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but it's hard to believe that you can find |
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what you're looking for ohh nooo |
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Any way that I make is my own |
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But I know what i'm in for |
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And It's hard to know how to get home |
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but I know what i'm in for |
