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Me and my old lady we got a dream coming true |
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Me and my old lady just bought some room with a view |
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We kept our options open it was the only way we could deal |
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Living life on our own terms we took a house on the hill |
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But if it all comes tumbling down, a dream get broken |
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But souls stay sound, we can hold our heads high |
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And look back with no shame |
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With a conscience as clear as our ideals and aims |
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Cos where do you go at the end of the day |
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When your world comes tumbling down |
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Can you climb to your feet, wipe the tears from your eye |
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'Cause its only the foot of a hill. |
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Some people take a mortgage down on memory lane |
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Hide their heads in the sand and hope their troubles go away |
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Detach themselves from living a life that they can never afford |
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Lock their hearts and their spirits behind heavy golden doors |
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But if it all comes tumbling down, a dream gets broken |
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But do your souls stay sound, Can you hold your heads up |
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And look back with no shame? |
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With a conscience as clear as your ideals and aims |
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Where will you go at the end of the day |
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When your world comes tumbling down |
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Can you climb to your feet, wipe the tears from your eye? |
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Can you climb your way back up the hill? |