| I must have dreamed a thousand dreams
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| Been haunted by a million screams
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| But I can hear the marching feet
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| They're moving into the street
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| Now, did you read the news today?
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| They say the danger has gone away
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| But I can see the fire's still alight
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| They're burning into the night
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| There's too many men, too many people
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| Making too many problems
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| And there's not much love to go around
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| Can't you see this is a land of confusion?
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| This is the world we live in
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| And these are the hands we're given
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| Use them and let's start trying
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| To make it a place worth living in
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| Oh, superman, where are you now?
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| When everything's gone wrong somehow?
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| The men of steel, these men of power
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| Are losing control by the hour
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| This is the time, this is the place
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| So we look for the future
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| But there's not much love to go around
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| Tell me why this is a land of confusion
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| This is the world we live in
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| And these are the hands we're given
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| Use them and let's start trying
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| To make it a place worth living in
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| I remember long ago
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| When the sun was shining
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| And all the stars were bright all through the night
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| In the wake of this madness, as I held you tight
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| So long ago...
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| I won't be coming home tonight
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| My generation will put it right
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| That we know we'll never keep
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| There's too many men, too many people
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| Making too many problems
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| And there's not much love to go round
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| Can't you see this is a land of confusion?
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| Now, this is the world we live in
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| And these are the hands we're given
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| Use them and let's start trying
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| To make it a place worth fighting for
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| This is the world we live in
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| And these are the names we're given
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| Stand up and let's start showing
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| Just where our lives are going to |