| We came from the farmlands
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| To live in this city
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| We walked proud and lustful
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| In this resonant world
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| You want to fight
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| But I don’t want to leave
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| Or drift away
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| (Yassassin) I’m not a moody guy
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| (Yassassin) I walk without a sound
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| (Yassassin) Just a working man, no judge of men
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| (Yassassin) But such a life I’ve never known
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| Look at this, no second glances
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| Look at this, no value of love
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| Look at this, just sun and steel
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| Look at this, then look at us
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| If there’s someone in charge
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| Then listen to me
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| Don’t say nothing is wrong
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| 'Cause I have got a love and she is-a feared
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| You want to fight
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| But I don’t want to leave
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| Or drift away
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| (Yassassin) I’m not a moody guy
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| (Yassassin) I walk without a sound
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| (Yassassin) Just a working man, no judge of men
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| (Yassassin) But such a life I’ve never known
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| (Yassassin) I’m not a moody guy
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| (Yassassin) I walk without a sound
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| (Yassassin) Just a working man, no judge of men
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| (Yassassin) But such a life I’ve never known
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| Yassassin, Yassassin, Yassassin |