| There’s a man that I know you’d like
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| In his eyes, he’s always right
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| Lives a life that people fear
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| Sets the rules and he keeps 'em clear
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| Does everybody else condone him?
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| As bloody rivers rise
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| And every single day he grows colder
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| The revolution passed him by
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| There’s a man that I know you’d like
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| Breaks the reigns and he hold them tight
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| Cuts them down where the people fall
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| Scrapes them off and he makes them crawl
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| Does everybody else condone him?
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| As bloody rivers rise
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| And every single day he grows colder
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| The revolution passed him by
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| Paperman, hold on
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| Paperman, hold on
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| Paid for the paperman
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| There’s a man that I know you’d like
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| Came the world in the dead of night
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| Laid the road to his kingdoms gates
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| In his hands was the peoples fate
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| Does everybody else condone him?
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| As bloody rivers rise
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| And every single day he grows colder
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| The revolution passed him by
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| Paperman, hold on
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| Paperman, hold on
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| Paid for the paperman
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| There’s a man that I know you’d like
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| See’s his future burning bright
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| Everyday has a dream to dream
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| Swear he is and not where he’s been
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| Does everybody else condone him?
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| As bloody rivers rise
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| And every single day he grows colder
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| The revolution passed him by |