| I know the road is stoney
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| The road’s too long
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| We know that man is crazy
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| It’s clear the man’s too strong
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| You tell me, you tell me
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| System’s in a state of shock
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| People lost and burned
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| Answer seems so far away
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| Lessons to be learned
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| You tell me, you tell me
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| Every turn of every page
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| Every chord that I have played
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| In every shade of red or blue
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| Every girl on every street
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| Every breath that tastes so sweet
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| Makes you feel brand new
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| Time and time again
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| The same news has its way
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| As vultures gather for the feast
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| A glorious takeaway
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| You tell me, you tell me
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| When I gathered up to leave
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| You drew me to your side
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| Hand in hand we found a way
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| To cross that great divide
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| You tell me, you tell me
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| Every turn of every page
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| Every journey I have made
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| In every shade of red or blue
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| Every girl on every street
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| Every breath that tastes so sweet
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| Well it makes you feel brand new
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| You’ve told me your story straight and true
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| Tell me was it good for us
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| Or only good for you
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| You tell me, you tell me
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| Every turn of every page
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| Every chord that I have played
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| In every shade of red or blue
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| Every girl on every street
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| Makes a poor heart skip to beat
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| It makes you feel brand new |