| Well I’m out of work
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| I’m out of hope
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| Of what should be of thee I spoke
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| Good times for the undeserved
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| Bad times for the ones who work
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| I said poor man, rich man, blind man, dead man
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| Hoped for more than they had all planned
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| Just then they suffered a serious blow
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| As the real world cut the line they hold
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| I said nobody said it would be fair
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| They warned you before you went out there
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| There’s always a chance to get restarted
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| To a new world, new life
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| Scarred but smarter
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| Is it right to wish the poor man rich
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| Is it right to wish the rich man poor
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| To hope all that’s well is fair ends fair
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| To wish thy neighbor’s life to despair
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| Being so mad that I start crying
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| No pay off for all my trying
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| To do it right — to never fail
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| Wishing for a fairy tale
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| Nobody said it would be fair
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| They warned me before I went out there
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| There’s always a chance to get restarted
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| To a new world, new life
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| Scarred but smarter
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| But when my life it turns all around
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| Jobs and things to do that I’ve found
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| I think how foolish I must have looked
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| To think I could be down for good
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| Nobody said it would be fair
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| But in the end I think it is
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| Karma, justice — whatever you call it
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| It’s really there — just keep looking for it
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| Nobody said it would be fair
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| But in the end I think it is
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| Karma, justice — whatever you call it
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| It’s really there — just keep looking for it
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| Nobody said it would be fair
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| But in the end I think it is
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| Karma, justice — whatever you call it
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| It’s really there — just keep looking for it
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| Nobody said it would be fair
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| They warned me before I went out there
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| There’s always a chance to get restarted
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| To a new world, new life
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| Scarred but smarter |