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I'm going to a town that has already been burnt down |
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I'm going to a place that has already been disgraced |
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I'm gonna see some folks who have already been let down |
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I'm so tired of America |
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I'm gonna make it up for all of The Sunday Times |
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I'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes |
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They never really seem to want to tell the truth |
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I'm so tired of you, America |
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Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone |
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I've got a life to lead, America |
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I've got a life to lead |
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Tell me, do you really think you go to hell for having loved? |
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Tell me, enough of thinking everything that you've done is good |
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I really need to know, after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood |
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I'm so tired of America |
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I really need to know |
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I may just never see you again, or might as well |
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You took advantage of a world that loved you well |
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I'm going to a town that has already been burnt down |
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I'm so tired of you, America |
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Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone |
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I've got a life to lead, America |
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I've got a life to lead |
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I got a soul to feed |
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I got a dream to heed |
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And that's all I need |
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Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone |
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I'm going to a town |
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That has already been burnt down |
