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He was just a lonely kid |
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No matter what he did |
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Was never recognised |
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Then you came along |
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Was the second son |
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So special in their eyes |
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Oh how he ran |
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To the city where his dreams would turn to man |
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Oh how he ran |
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So he lived his life alone |
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Where he lay was home |
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Then they made him move along |
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From town to town |
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With his head held down |
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Then he turned towards the gun |
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Again how he ran |
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From the badge he had no chance to understand |
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Oh how he ran |
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Don't cut the wire, cos he really needs you now |
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Don't cut the wire, in the final hour |
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When it comes to the rest, you were always the best |
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Brother don't you cut the wire |
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Many years have passed |
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But behind the mask |
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He always thought of you |
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Now with a gun in hand |
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It's his final stand |
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Your brother needs you too |
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He knows how he ran |
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From the child he was |
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Then later from the man |
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Oh how he ran |
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Don't cut the wire, cos he really needs you now |
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Don't cut the wire, in the final hour |
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When it comes to the rest, you were always the best |
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Brother don't you cut the wire |