| Well I found the inspiration
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| At last to keep me on my feet and forget my past
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| And I leave out all the rest
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| It’s been too long since we saw even a tiny glimpse of the good life
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| We wasted so much time, picking all of the wrong fights
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| The crowd welcomes me with open arms
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| And I know inside that this is where I belong
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| And now we’re up and up and away
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| We know in our hearts we’ll make it, we’ll make it someday
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| They keep on telling us that we’ll fade
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| To hell with them
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| We’ll pave our own way
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| So here we are on the road again
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| Trading a good night’s sleep for the street lights
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| Another thousand miles
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| And this is where I call home
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| I wouldn’t rather be anywhere in the world
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| Another town, another crowd. |
| Still singing loud
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| Up and up and away
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| We know in our hearts we’ll make it, we’ll make it someday
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| Keep on telling us that we’ll fade
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| To hell with them
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| We’ll pave our own way
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| Because no one can break us now
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| No we won’t be taken down
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| No one can break us now
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| We won’t be taken down
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| The crowd welcomes me with open arms
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| And I know inside that this is where I belong
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| And we’re still up and up and away
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| We know in our hearts we’ll make it, we’ll make it someday
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| Keep on telling us that we’ll fade
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| To hell with them
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| We’ll pave our own way |