| Woke up this morning on the wrong side of bed
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| I got this feeling like a trains running through my head
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| Turned on my radio to the same old song
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| Some big mouth talking trying to tell us where the world went wrong
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| But all this talk of peace and love
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| Its only for the news
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| Cause everytime you trust someone
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| You end up getting screwed
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| The more things change
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| The more they stay the same
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| Everyones your brother till you turn the other way
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| The more things change
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| The more they stay the same
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| All we needs a miracle to take us all away from the pain
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| Came to this morning I was feeling mighty used
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| Picked up the telephone but all I gots a major attitude
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| Turned on the tv to the same old news
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| Everybody thinks they got the answer to the same old blues
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| Like a hot smokin pistol on a saturday night
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| You gotta go for the throat
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| You gotta fight for your life
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| The more things change
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| The more they stay the same
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| Everyones your brother till you turn the other way
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| The more things change
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| The more they stay the same
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| All we needs a miracle to take us all away from the pain
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| Take me away
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| Like a hot smokin pistol on a saturday night
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| You gotta go for the throat
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| You gotta fight for your life
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| The more things change
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| The more they stay the same
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| Everyones your brother till you turn the other way
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| The more things change
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| The more they stay the same
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| All we needs a miracle to take us all away
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| The more things change
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| The more they stay the same
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| Everyones your brother till you turn the other way
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| The more things change
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| The more they stay the same
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| All we needs a miracle
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| The more things change
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| The more things change
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| The more things change
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| The more things change
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| The more things change
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| The more things change
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| The more things change |