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All is forgotten or stolen or sold |
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All that remains is a boy growing old |
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In the memory of something without a name |
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A thousand excuses for staying the same |
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Where is the fire that raged in his soul |
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Buried now in a deep dark hole |
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Forgotten like his story and your name |
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Hey Johnny, run and take my hand |
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I remember |
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I am still your man |
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Another round and don't say when |
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Till we hit the ground and ride again |
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Nothing changes, nothing stays the same |
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Yeah, here is your box with lightning and dreams |
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Here's to the thunder, remember the screams |
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Of a thousand times twenty they call your name |
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No one's forgotten, they carry the flame |
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Waiting for someone to bring his soul home |
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A chunk in black leather a king in chrome |
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To save save the world and start it all again |
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Hey Johnny, run and take my hand |
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I remember |
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I am still your man |
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Another round and don't say when |
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Till we hit the ground and ride again |
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Nothing changes and nothing stays the same |
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We kept all the pictures of good times and bad |
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You drove us all crazy the world drove you mad |
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I hear it inside you a gathering scream |
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A fire eternal and all that's supreme |
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Would you be king again just for a day |
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We live like worms or so they say |
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And then we never pass this way again |
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Hey Johnny, run and take my hand |
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I remember |
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I am still your man |
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We're waiting now, we still believe |
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Do you have one ace left up your sleeve |
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Nothing changes, nothing stays the same |
