| There’s no world in which we all get along
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| There’s no world in which we all sing the same simple song
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| There’s no world in which we all drink the same beer
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| There’s just this world where we all face the same fucking fear
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| And there’s no world where we all vote the same
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| And then there’s no world where we all feel free from our chains
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| There’s just this world in which we are all living and dying
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh…
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| Love Might See Us Through
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh…
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| But Love’s Not What We Do
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| There’s no world where we all stand arm and arm
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| Sharing a Coke and a smile
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| And there’s no world where we all give our best
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| Not to every man and woman and child
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| There’s no world where we all raise the same flag, praise the same God
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| Or stick it to the Man
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| There’s just this world that we’ve made
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| And we are all a bunch of fuckers
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh…
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| Love Might See Us Through
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh…
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| But Love’s Not What We Do
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| Oh you’re being so melodramatic man
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| Just come back to Earth
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| I sip a little poison, as I slip into my chains
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| I’ll take as much as I can get
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| The cause, the cure, the pain
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh…
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| Love Might See Us Through
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh…
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| But Love’s Not What We Do
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh…
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| Love Might See Us Through
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh…
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| But Love’s Not What We Do
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| Love Might See Us Through
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh…
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| But Love’s Not What We Do
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh…
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| But Love’s Not What We Do
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| Love’s Not What We Do
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| Love’s Not What We Do |