| In a hundred years
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| Yellow men will be everybody’s friend
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| The fight that’s goin' on
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| Well, I guess it will have come to an end
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| And in a hundred years
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| They’ll never know just why they’re dyin'
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| It seems to me to be
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| Such a very silly thing to do
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| 'Cause in a hundred years
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| They’ll be forgetting about you
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| Come on down, Jesus
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| Come on down, Jesus
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| You can hear the people cryin'
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| Can you hear them singin'?
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| You can see we’re tired of dyin'
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| So won’t you come on down, Jesus
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| And tell us what to do?
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| We need you (We need you)
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| Come on down, Jesus
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| Come on down, Jesus
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| Can you hear the people cryin'?
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| Can you hear them singin'?
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| You can see we’re tired of dyin'
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| So won’t you come on down, Jesus
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| And tell us what to do?
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| And in a hundred years
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| Seems to me that we’ll be in the same way
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| So if you’re gonna show
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| Well, I guess you’d better make it today
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| 'Cause in a hundred years, there’ll be nothing left for you
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| Yes, if you’re gonna show
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| Well, I guess you’d better make it today
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| 'Cause in a hundred years, there’ll be nothing you can do
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| Come on down, Jesus
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| Come on down, Jesus
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| Can you hear the people cryin'?
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| Can you hear them singin'?
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| You can see we’re tired of dyin'
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| So won’t you come on down, Jesus
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| And tell us what to do?
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| We need you (We need you) |