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The gold verandah in the dark has gone |
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Down to the metal man. |
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No better time to leave the ground |
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And maybe try to understand. |
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You gotta hold on to somethin' that you believe, |
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Hold on to somethin' that makes you feel alright. |
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And through the darkest times of your life |
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You always tried to be the one, |
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And now the times have made you wonder |
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If you ever knew what was goin' on. |
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You gotta hold on to somethin' that you believe, |
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Hold on to somethin' that makes you feel alright.... |
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Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright. |
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(background) alright ... alright ... alright |
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No use thinkin' about what you ain't got, |
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Just makes you bitter. |
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And as you speak, everything that you say |
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Goes out on the big transmitter. |
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You gotta hold on to somethin' that you believe, |
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Hold on to somethin' that makes you feel alright.... |
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Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright. |
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You gotta hold on to somethin' that you believe, |
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Hold on to somethin' that makes you feel alright.... |
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Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright. |
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Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright. |