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Accept the fact that you're the second rate |
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Life is easy for you |
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It's all served up on a gold plated plate |
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And we don't even talk to you |
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Your face is normal that's the you're bred |
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And that's the way you're going to stay |
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Your head is firmly nailed to your channel |
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But someone else's fingers on the control panel |
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What you gonna be, what you gonna be brother |
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Zero the hero? |
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Don't you wanna be, don't you wanna be brother |
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Zero the hero? |
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When you gonna be, when you gonna be brother |
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Zero the hero? |
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You sit there watch it all burn down |
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It's easy and breezy for you |
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You play your life to a different sound |
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No edge, no edge, you got no knife have you? |
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Your life is a six lane highway to no-where |
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You're going so fast you're never ever |
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Gonna get down there |
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Where heroes sit by the river |
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With the magic in their music as they eat raw liver |
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You stand there captain, we all look |
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You really are mediocre |
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You are the champion in the acme form book |
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But I think you're just a joker |
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Your facedown life ain't so much of a pity |
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But the un-a-duckin' way you're walkin' around |
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The city with your balls and your head full of nothing |
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It's easy for you sucker but you really need stuffing |
