| Righteousness is its own reward
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| Solitude is what I shoot for
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| What good’s behind me now
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| It doesn’t count
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| Butterflies and the hangers on
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| Come by my house, see the lights on
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| They want to have their say
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| At my front gate
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| Well I don’t know what to tell you man
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| It has really been too long
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| Whatever I had to give away
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| Whatever I had to give away
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| Is gone
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| A broken heart is a natural death
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| But to never love, that is tragic
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| And the far worse of the two
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| I can assure you
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| It’s never hard to make a fast friend
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| Someone to dance till the song ends
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| The trick is getting loose
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| Once they got you
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| Well I don’t know what to tell you kid
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| Though it really is too bad
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| All that I tried to push away
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| All that I tried to push away
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| Came back
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| All that crowded loneliness made for a long day
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| All that crowded loneliness gave me a long face
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| Everywhere I go I think I went the wrong way
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| All that crowded loneliness made for a long day |