| Cold, cold eyes upon me they stare
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| People all around me and they’re all in fear
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| They don’t seem to want me but they won’t admit
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| I must be some kind of creature up here having fits
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| From my party house, I’m afraid to come outside
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| Although I’m filled with love I’m afraid they’ll hurt my pride
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| So I play the part I feel they want of me
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| And I pull the shades so I won’t see them seein' me
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| Havin' hard times in this crazy town
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| Havin' hard times, there’s no love to be found
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| Havin' hard times, in this crazy town
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| Havin' hard times, there’s no love to be found
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| From my party house I feel like meetin' others
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| Familiar faces, creed and race, a brother
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| But to my surprise I find a man corrupt
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| Although he be my brother, he wants to hold me up
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| Havin' hard times in this crazy town
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| Havin' hard times, there’s no love to be found
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| Havin' hard times, in this crazy town
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| Havin' hard times, there’s no love to be found
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| So many hard times…
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| Sleepin' on motel floors
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| Knockin' on my brother’s door
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| Eatin' Spam and Oreos and drinkin' Thunderbird baby
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| In this crazy town
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| Havin' hard times, there’s no love to be found
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| Havin' hard times, in this crazy town
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| Havin' hard times, there’s no love to be found
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| I’m sick and tired
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| I’m sick and tired of payin' dues baby
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| And I’m sick and tired of havin' so many hard, hard times baby
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| And from my party house, from my party house |