| The pulpit is perfect except for the man who’s hiding behind it
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| He’s washing his hands of all of his responsibility
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| He’s taking down names and he’s picking up stones
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| He’s looking for sins that are worse than his own
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| And isn’t he just like you and me?
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| We don’t want to believe
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| We all live in the same sad, strange, beautiful dream
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| Now the devil’s been dead since before time began
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| But he’s still making progress, he’s still making plans
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| With a hand in his pocket and a gun in his hand
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| He’s not trying to listen, he’s not trying to understand
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| And isn’t he just like you and me?
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| We don’t want to believe
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| We all live in the same sad, strange, beautiful dream
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| We don’t want to believe
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| We all live in the same sad, strange, beautiful dream
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| Don’t believe their lies
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| No don’t believe their lies
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| I know you know what’s right
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| I know you know what’s right
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| Don’t believe their lies
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| No don’t believe their lies
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| I know you know what’s right
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| I know you know what’s right
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| Don’t believe their lies
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| No don’t believe their lies |
| I know you know what’s right
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| I know you know what’s right
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| Don’t believe their lies
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| No don’t believe their lies
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| I know you know what’s right
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| I know you know what’s right
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| Don’t believe their lies
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| No don’t believe their lies
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| I know you know what’s right
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| I know you know what’s right
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| Don’t believe their lies
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| No don’t believe their lies
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| I know you know what’s right
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| I know you know what’s right
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| Don’t believe their lies
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| No don’t believe their lies
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| I know you know what’s right
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| I know you know what’s right
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| Oh, don’t believe their lies
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| No don’t believe their lies
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| I know you know what’s right
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| I know you know what’s right |