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There are colors on the street, red, white, and blue |
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People shufflin' their feet, yeah people sleepin' in their shoes |
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There's a warnin' sign in the road ahead |
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There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead |
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Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them |
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So I try to forgive 'em, any way I can, yeah |
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Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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I see a girl in the night with a baby in her hands |
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Under an old street light, oh, next to the garbage can |
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Now she put her kid away, she's gone to get a hit |
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She hates her life, and what she's done with it |
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That's one more kid, that'll never go to school |
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Never get feel love, never get to be cool |
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Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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There's a thousand points of light for the colored man |
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There's a kinder, gentler police man's hand |
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There's department stores, and toilet paper |
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Styrofoam garbage for the ozone layer |
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There's a man of the people, said 'keep hope alive' |
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Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive |
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Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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Let's keep on rockin' in this free world |
