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There's a man talking on the radio |
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What he's saying i don't really know |
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Seems he's lost some stocks and shares |
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Stops and stares |
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He's afraid i know |
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That's the way it goes |
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There's a man talking of the promised land |
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He'll aquire it with some krugerrand |
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Subdivide and deal it out |
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Feel his clout |
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He can stoop so low |
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And that's the way it goes |
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There's an actor who hopes to fit the bill |
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Sees a shining city on a hill |
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Step up close and see he's blind |
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Wined and dined |
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All he has is pose |
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And that's the way it goes |
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There's a fire that burns away the lies |
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Manifesting in the spiritual eye |
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Though you won't understand the way i feel |
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You conceal, all there is to know |
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That's the way it goes |
