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Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel |
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Thin man lookin' at his last meal |
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Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield |
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For dignity |
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Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass |
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Young man lookin' in the shadows that pass |
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Poor man lookin' through painted glass |
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For dignity |
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Somebody got murdered on New Year's Eve |
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Somebody said dignity was the first to leave |
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I went into the city, went into the town |
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Went into the land of the midnight sun |
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Searchin' high, searchin' low |
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Searchin' everywhere I know |
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Askin' the cops wherever I go |
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Have you seen dignity? |
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Blind man breakin' out of a trance |
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Puts both his hands in the pockets of chance |
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Hopin' to find one circumstance |
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Of dignity |
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I went to the wedding of Mary-lou |
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She said 'I don't want nobody see me talkin' to you" |
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Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew |
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About dignity |
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I went down where the vultures feed |
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I would've got deeper, but there wasn't any need |
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Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men |
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Wasn't any difference to me |
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Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade |
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House on fire, debts unpaid |
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Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid |
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Have you seen dignity? |
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Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears |
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In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors |
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Lookin' into the lost forgotten years |
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For dignity |
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Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues |
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Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't used |
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He wanted money up front, said he was abused |
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By dignity |
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Footprints runnin' cross the silver sand |
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Steps goin' down into tattoo land |
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I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light |
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In the bordertowns of despair |
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Got no place to fade, got no coat |
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I'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat |
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Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote |
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About dignity |
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Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure |
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Lookin' at his hands for the lines that were |
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And into every masterpiece of literature |
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for dignity |
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Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind |
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Combin' his hair back, his future looks thin |
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Bites the bullet and he looks within |
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For dignity |
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Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed |
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Dignity never been photographed |
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I went into the red, went into the black |
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Into the valley of dry bone dreams |
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So many roads, so much at stake |
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So many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake |
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Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take |
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To find dignity |
