| Everybody knows, every kind of fool
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| I’m just one that sees the world with open eyes
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| The countless lies, the truth denied
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| Which ever way the wind blows
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| And we’re crucified — crucified
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| On the cross of innuendo
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| And we’re shaking the faith of the fools
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| Everyone’s forsaking and breaking the rules
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| Is there nothing sacred — we’re naked
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| In fear of what we do, they’re watching you
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| Everything we say and everything we do
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| Questions our morality and judges us
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| For who we are and how bizarre
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| We’re all freaks in this sideshow
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| And we’re crucified — crucified
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| On the cross of innuendo
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| And we’re shaking the faith of the fools
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| Everyone’s forsaking and breaking the rules
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| Is there nothing sacred — we’re naked
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| In fear of what we do, they’re watching you
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| We’re hypnotized an patronized
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| Which ever way the wind blows
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| And we’re crucified — crucified
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| On the cross of innuendo
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| And we’re shaking and breaking the rules
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| Everyone’s forsaking the faith of the fools
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| Can’t you see we’re chasing the dreams of the fools
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| Don’t you know they’re faking and breaking the rules
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| The countless lies
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| Which ever way the wind blows
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| And we’re crucified — crucified
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| On the cross of innuendo
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| And we’re shaking the faith of the fools
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| Everyone’s forsaking and breaking the rules
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| Is there nothing sacred — we’re naked
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| In fear of what we do, they’re watching you |