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Andy Warhol's modern man builds a castle in the air |
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The deck is stacked but his house of cards |
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Grows as high as the market will bear |
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It won't take much to make his ship of dreams |
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Come crashing to the ground |
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You just wait for the wheel of fate to turn |
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And the wind of the wolf is gonna blow it all down |
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Shallow rivers of fashion run on courses tried and true |
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The masses dive in and it washes them down |
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Makes 'em feel like they're all brand new |
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Blinding hatred caused by fear is |
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Showing in their eyes |
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They want their truth all black and white |
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But a rainbow never tells no lies to a |
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CHORUS: Stranger in a |
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Strange Land |
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What's a man supposed to do? |
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Just a Stranger in a |
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Strange Land... (waiting and watching and wondering) |
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When will the light come shining through... |
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To feed the heart's addiction, in answer to my soul |
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It may not be the best of worlds, but it's the only one |
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I know In the shadow of |
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Damocles' atomic sword |
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We learn to live with fear |
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Stringing out lives of quiet desperation |
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We're all just strangers here... |
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Riding along on the razor edge |
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Burned in the acid rain |
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Groped in the darkness, searching for a way |
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To fill the empty space inside |
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And between us all... |
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CHORUS |
