| Will it be different now, or the same?
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| Will I have learned anything
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| Or was it just a way to spend a day or two
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| Set aside for thinking thoughts about you?
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| If that’s all it was, I had a good time
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| But that won’t be enough for me
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| Not this year, not anytime soon
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| I have got to clean house
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| Gotta make my bed
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| Gotta clear my head
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| It’s getting kinda stuffy in here
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| Smells sort of funky too
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| Like monkeys at the zoo
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| And I have been whoring after things
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| 'Cause I wanna feel safe inside
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| That’s a big, fat lie
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| No amount of green, gold or silver
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| Will ever take the plac
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| Of the peace of God
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| Spirit, com flush the lies out
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| Spirit, come flush the lies out
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| Will it be different now, or the same?
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| Have I changed at all?
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| And if you were to dive deep inside my soul
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| Would you find Jesus there or a gaping hole?
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| Should I be content with my «beautiful» life?
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| But that won’t be enough for me
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| Not this year, not anytime soon
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| I have got to clean house
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| Gotta make my bed
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| Gotta clear my head
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| It’s getting kinda stuffy in here
|
| Smells sort of funky too
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| Like monkeys at the zoo
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| And I have been whoring after things
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| 'Cause I wanna get everything right
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| That’s a big, fat lie
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| No amount of green, gold or silver
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| The perfect body
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| Another hot toddy
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| Work for the Lord, fame and power
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| Power and sex, a seat at the table
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| At the Belle Mead Country Club
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| Here’s the rub
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| Nothing will ever take the place
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| Of the peace of God
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| Spirit, come flush the lies out
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| Spirit, come flush the lies out
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| Will it be different now, or the same?
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| Will I have learned anything? |