| Ooh, what’s going on?
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| What’s going on?
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| Ooh, I’ve red a story in the paper the other day
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| About a man that took his own life
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| And had to take the children down with him
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| In the broad daylight
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| Is there something we could have done?
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| The silence has gone
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| And all the TV reporters came
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| To get the news and to find out his name
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| Just to tell that right story on the six o’clock news
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| Tell me who’s to blame for giving him his moment of fame
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| How can it be
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| We hear aloud his voice
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| How can it be
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| True heroes in the world never get what they deserve
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| How can it be?
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| My father told me if I study heard and believe in God
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| Oh, I’ll make it someday
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| And every, every, every thing that come easy in life
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| Has got to soon fade away
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| Please, don’t tell me he was wrong
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| Now that he’s gone, ooh
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| Ooh, I tried to teach my children right from wrong
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| Good from bad and tell them no lies
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| But they just looked at them window into the street
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| And it’s hard to hide what’s going on in front of their eyes
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| How can it be
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| We hear aloud his voice
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| How, how can it be
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| True heroes in the world never, never, never get what they deserve
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| In who can the children look up to?
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| Oh
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| How can it be
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| We hear aloud his voice, I got to say it sometime
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| How can it be
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| True heroes in the world never, never, never get what they deserve
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| How can it be, how can it be, how, how, how
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| (We hear aloud his voice)
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| (How can it be) Oh, how, how, how, how, how, how can it be?
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| How, how can it be, how can it be?
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| (We hear aloud his voice) Just don’t make sense to me at all |