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Nowhere Man, |
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Nowhere Man |
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You laugh at the things you don't understand |
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Nowhere Man, |
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Nowhere Man |
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Wash my blood from your feeble hands |
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And even though you're trying hard |
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To make a better life |
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All you do is turn away |
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Shove it up your arse |
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Nowhere Man, |
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Nowhere Man |
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You're happy as a fading ? |
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Nowhere Man, |
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Nowhere Man |
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You got yourself from the fat of the land |
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Climbing up your ladder high |
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What's that ? ? |
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Treading on your fellow man |
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You're no friend of mine |
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Nowhere Man, |
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Nowhere Man |
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Bowing down and you'll make a stand |
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Nowhere Man, |
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Nowhere Man |
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Beat the Joneses if you can |
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Nowhere Man, |
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Nowhere Man |
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In your ugly clothes you look so grand |
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Nowhere Man, |
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Nowhere Man ? ? |
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And day by day you're looking back |
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To see what you have got |
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A steady job at |
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Tennessee |
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That ain't a lot |
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You laugh at the things you don't understand |
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Wash my blood from out of your hands |
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Nowhere Man, |
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Nowhere Man |
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Nowhere, Nowhere, |
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Nowhere Man |
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Nowhere Man, |
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Nowhere Man |
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Nowhere, Nowhere, |
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Nowhere Man |
