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Hard times behind us |
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Hard times ahead |
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It's a miracle we're still living |
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It's a wonder we ain't dead |
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I read it in the paper |
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Heard it on the news |
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This old world's in trouble |
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People, we're all chased by the blues The planet still keeps turning |
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Draws a circle 'round the sun |
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Seasons come and seasons go |
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What's been done |
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Can't be made undone Mother earth is bleeding |
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She got scars upon her face |
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She gave us what we needed |
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We left her in disgrace |
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Tore away her skin |
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Dug down into her soul |
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Mister Greed keeps digging |
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He's digging far too low The planet still keeps turning |
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Draws a circle 'round the sun |
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Seasons come and seasons go |
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What's been done |
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Can't be made undone Fires of hate are burning |
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They're burning everywhere |
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Man mistreats his fellow-men |
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We turn our head, don't seem to care |
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But one day before long |
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We got to change our ways |
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Start living like we're meant to |
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Rainbow race The planet still keeps turning |
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Draws a circle 'round the sun |
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Seasons come and seasons go |
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What's been done |
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Can't be made undone |
