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They built cathedrals for the glory and the fame |
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While the kids down in the streets |
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Are dying in it's name |
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They try to hide away the truth from you and me |
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Must we be blind to see? |
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Sometimes life means misery |
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A little mercy, oh mercy - a little mercy ,oh mercy |
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A little mercy - for the souls living on the other side |
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A little mercy, oh mercy - a little mercy, oh mercy |
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A little mercy - for the souls crying to be understood |
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Golden hills and silver street made out of sweat and blood |
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In times of liberty - |
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Millions are not free |
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Sitting pretty in a tower full of light |
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The wheel of fortune on their side |
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Are they deaf for the song that the people sing? |
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A little mercy, oh mercy - a little mercy, oh mercy |
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A little mercy - for the souls living on the other side |
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A little mercy, oh mercy - a little mercy, oh mercy |
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A little mercy - for the souls crying to be understood |
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And the wind will blow away what the children voices pray |
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When the sun is going down in a sea of misery |
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Alone with their fears |
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They need more than our tears when the sun is going down - going down on you and me |
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A little mercy, oh mercy - a little mercy, oh mercy |
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A little mercy - |
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For the souls living on the other side |
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A little mercy, oh mercy - a little mercy, oh mercy |
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A little mercy - |
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For the souls crying to be understood |
