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Well, I recall days in the city |
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And I think back, oh, what a pity! |
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Rememberin' how it wasn't pretty |
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Every day life in the city |
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Out in the street we had to take it |
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With friends around, couldn't it |
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What wasn't there, we had to make it |
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Hangin' out down in the city |
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The hard times are dead and gone |
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But the hard times have made me strong |
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And the hard times have made me see |
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That the hard times ain't where |
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I wanna be |
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We had to fight to be accepted |
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It wasn't right and |
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I protested |
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For hangin' out we got arrested |
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Every day life in the city |
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We'd go to school and then we'd cut out |
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Go to the park and space our heads out |
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We called it fun but there was some doubt |
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Hangin' out down in the city |
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The hard times are dead and gone |
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But the hard times have made me strong |
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And the hard times have made me see |
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That the hard times ain't where |
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I wanna be |
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I don't wanna be there or even think back |
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I don't wanna be there, now |
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I'm on the right track, yeah |
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The hard times are dead and gone |
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But the hard times have made me strong |
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And the hard times have made me see |
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That the hard times ain't where |
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I wanna be |
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I don't wanna be there or even think back |
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I don't wanna be there, 'cause |
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I'm on the right track |
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Now I'm on the right track, |
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I'm finally on the right track |
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I'm finally on the right track |