| Twenty-five years and my life is still
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| Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
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| For a destination
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| And I realized quickly
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| When I knew I should
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| That the world was made up of this brotherhood of men
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| For whatever that means
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| And so I cry sometimes
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| When I'm lying in bed
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| Just to get it all out
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| What's in my head
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| And I am feeling a little peculiar
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| And so I wake in the morning
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| And I step outside
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| And I take a deep breath and I get real high
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| And I scream at the top of my lungs
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| What's going on?!
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| And I say, hey-ey-ey-ey
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| Hey-ey-ey
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| I said hey, what's going on
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| And I say hey-ey-ey-ey
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| Hey-ey-ey
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| I said hey, what's going on
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| And I try, oh my God do I try
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| I try all the time, in this institution
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| And I pray, oh my God do I pray
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| I pray every single day
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| For a revolution
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| And so I cry sometimes
|
| When I'm lying in bed
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| Just to get it all out
|
| What's in my head
|
| And I am feeling a little peculiar
|
| And so I wake in the morning
|
| And I step outside
|
| And I take a deep breath and I get real high
|
| And I scream at the top of my lungs
|
| What's going on?!
|
| And I say, hey-ey-ey-ey
|
| Hey-ey-ey
|
| I said hey, what's going on
|
| And I say hey-ey-ey-ey
|
| Hey-ey-ey
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| I said hey, what's going on
|
| And I say, hey-ey-ey-ey
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| Hey-ey-ey
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| I said hey, what's going on
|
| And I say hey-ey-ey-ey
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| Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey
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| I said hey, what's going on
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Twenty-five years and my life is still
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| Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
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| For a destination |