| Rust on your fingers, you got trouble at your feet
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| Keep the home fires burning, but look out for the heat
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| 'cause there’s a man at the window who knows just what you think
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| And there’s a water boy behind you who won’t give you a drink
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| Well it’s a hard, hard time, no easy road in sight
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| It takes a great big man to win a great big fight
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| When it comes to dying, no matter what you tell
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| They’ll let you into a heaven 'cause you lived your life in hell
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| Well they’ve got no way to reward you but to let those breezes blow
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| And you’ve got nothing left to do but to let your anger show
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| 'Cause it’s a hard, hard time, no easy road in sight
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| It takes a great big man to win a great big fight
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| Think about your baby, think about your wife
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| Think about your banker who’s trying to take your life
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| Think about this planet that’s rolling through the night
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| Oh can you turn your back on such a great big fight?
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| You got the muscle, big man, you got the power
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| But you’re getting weaker with each passing hour
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| Just like a flame in the rain, like a light in the night
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| Well if it’s you that must stay, well then it’s you that must fight!
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| 'Cause it’s a hard, hard time, your future’s not bright
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| It takes a great big man to win a great big
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| Great big man to win a great big fight |