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Do you ever wonder about the way we are? |
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What are the reasons? We stuck it up so far |
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Do you ever worry about you and me? |
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Do you ever think this is the way we'll always be? |
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It's just like a circus clown with loaded gun |
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A loaded trailer with no truck |
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A power amp with no guitar |
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A jukebox in an empty bar |
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Once again, once again |
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Once again, we're out of luck again |
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Money talks |
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Money talks |
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Money talks, it says goodbye |
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It dies like you and I |
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Crucify myself on my own dream |
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These blistered hands are worth what a real life means |
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It's just like a circus clown with loaded gun |
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A loaded trailer with no truck |
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A power amp with no guitar |
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A jukebox in an empty bar |
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Once again, once again |
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Once again, we're out of luck, my friend |
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Money talks |
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Money talks |
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Money talks, it says goodbye |
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It dies like you and I |
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But it says life is a struggle |
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But Jesus Christ! |
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Can you call this mess a home?! |
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Once again, my friend |
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We're out of luck again |
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But it makes the pieces fit |
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We have got too much of it |
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It's just like a circus clown with loaded gun |
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A loaded trailer with no truck |
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A power amp with no guitar |
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A jukebox in an empty bar |
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Once again, once again |
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Once again, we're out of luck, my friend |
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Money talks |
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Money talks |
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Money talks, it says goodbye |
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It dies like you and I |
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Money talks |