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You've got to pay taxes boy |
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Even though you thought you wouldn't have to pay |
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I'm too much of a cynic, boy |
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How hard is that, keeping the faith |
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You're like a backstage boy |
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Running around, disturbing the peace |
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This is not texas, boy |
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Get out of your box, it drives you insane |
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High roller, don't let me down |
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Dancing on a battlefield, keep me spinning round and round |
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High roller, split myself into you |
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Oh what a beautiful ride |
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Call on your brothers, boy |
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Don't wait until the end, you need somebody's help |
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It's your existence, boy |
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How hard is that, keeping the faith |
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Break it down like that, what you wanna say? |
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You need a place called home |
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I guess your head is getting bigger |
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You need a place called home |
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What's next? |
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You're close to the edge right now |
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You need a place called home |
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I guess your head is getting bigger |
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You need a place called home |
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Stand up! |
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Oh what a beautiful ride |