| Rappers, troubadours sneaking in the back door
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| Crazy fortune teller drinking on the kitchen floor all night
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| Racing down division at a hundred and three
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| Her singing, it was rapture, it was ecstasy, oh yeah
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| Madam Lisa of the stars
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| Messenger of hope
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| Yeah, she was the messenger of
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| Guiding light and lovin' inspiration
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| She could break you down with sheer imagination, oh yeah
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| Her old man was so cruel and vicious
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| One day he went too far and Lord he got his
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| Madam Lisa of the stars
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| Messenger of hope
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| Messenger of love
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| Shine your light on
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| Makin' love in the setting sun
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| She’s looking at me like I am the one
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| Wild and free but with nowhere to run
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| Shine your light on
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| Trapped, the broken, the innocent ones
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| Baby, we were over before we’d begun
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| I’ll be running for you till my freedom comes
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| Freedom comes
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| Shine on, shine on
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| Shine on, shine on
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| When she pulled the trigger
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| I could hear it ring out for miles and miles
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| From the circus where we grew up
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| Your head turned to me
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| And I was caught up in the light
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| Shaken by the sound
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| The confession in her eyes
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| From when we met
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| And I was sentenced for life
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| I know we would never forget
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| Making love in the setting sun
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| She looking at me like I am the one
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| Wild and free but with nowhere to run
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| Shine your light on
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| Trapped, the broken, the innocent ones
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| Baby, we were over before we’d begun
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| I’ll be running for you till our freedom comes
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| Freedom comes
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| Shine on |