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(joan jett/desmond child) |
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I watch my generation die |
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I watch the heads of nations lie |
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I watch the homeless on the streets |
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I stand here helpless just |
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Lookin' at my feet |
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I watch the children run away |
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The bullets fly where they should play |
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I watch a junkie fade away |
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I ain't got an answer |
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But i sure got things to say |
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Hey, i gotta find a way |
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Cause the road is dark |
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Gotta light my way |
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Gotta fight the fear |
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In my heart |
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Oh, i pray |
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I live to see |
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A brighter day, hey hey |
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I watch the old folks sit alone |
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They talk to ghosts they used to know |
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Where are the wise men of the tribe |
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Where are the midwives and the newborn's cry, yeah |
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Now if i could i'd turn back time |
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Way back before there was corporate crime |
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We'd fight the wind to plant our seed |
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When the earth was stronger than human greed |
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Hey, hey, i gotta find a way |
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Cause night is dark |
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Gotta light my way |
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Gotta fight the fear |
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In my heart |
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Oh i pray |
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I live to see |
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A brighter day...hey, hey |
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I'm not tryin' to tell ya |
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What's right or wrong |
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I'm not trying to be clever |
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You gotta hope things get better |
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Even when they never...hey, hey, hey |
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Hey hey, i gotta find a way |
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Cause road is dark |
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Gotta light my way |
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Gotta fight the fear |
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In my heart |
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Oh, i pray |
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I live to see |
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A brighter day...hey, hey |
