| Spent my commission on another diversion
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| And I don’t got no meaning, no purpose left at all
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| My pastor tells me that my, my light is dimming and I’ve
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| Been too long drifting in a ocean
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| It’s OK, you just need faith
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| Been looking for answers in the wrong place
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| But how do I tell him that there, there’s something missing?
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| And I don’t got no substance since you’ve gone
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| Every day I go down to the water
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| And I pray since you left me that way
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| Oh Lord, I’m trying to keep my mind
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| On the good news that’s in my heart
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| For the good, good news, for the good, good news
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| For the good, good news, for the good, good news
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| For the good, good news, for the good, good news
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| Since my baby left, my light refuses to shine
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| Like a bird without a song or a sun that will not rise
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| Now I can make the eyes at anyone that I desire
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| Throwing down with all the lost boys at the very edge of town
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| Now I can spin a lie that binds me up all through the night
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| Cause I’ve got no one home to answer to this time
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| Every day is a repeat
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| Like a carrier bag stuck in a tree
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| I used to find my answers in the gospels of St. John
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| But now I find them at the bottom of this shot glass
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| Every day I go down to the water
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| And I pray since you left me that way
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| Oh Lord, I’m trying to keep my sights
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| On the good news that’s in my heart
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| For the good, good news, for the good, good news
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| For the good, good news, for the good, good news
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| (Don't got no meaning and I don’t got no purpose)
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| For the good, good news, for the good, good news
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| (Can't find no comfort and I can’t find no solace)
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| Since my baby left, my light refuses to shine
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| Like a bird without a song or a sun that will not rise |