| Well I don’t want your high position
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| And I don’t need your riches and fame
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| I got no use for your way of thinkin'
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| 'Cause it only leads to trouble and shame
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| The way you talk just leaves me empty
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| The things you say, they leave me cold
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| It ain’t my place to sit in judgement
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| But I hate to see you growing so old
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| Down to the core, where we’re all the same
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| Down to the core, we need something to believe in
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| Down to the core, It’s a cryin' shame
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| You’ll never make it alone
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| There’s no relief in your possessions
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| There’s no relief in what you own
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| And what you reap in the coming future
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| Don’t you know it’s only what you have sown
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| Down to the core, it’s an empty hole
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| Down to the core, and there’s nothin' at the bottom
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| Down to the core, you’re an empty soul
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| You’ll never make it alone
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| There’s no belief in all your wisdom
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| There’s no insurance in what you know
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| 'Cause what you know is gonna leave you nowhere
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| When you’re standin' at the end of the road
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| Down to the core, you need somthin' real
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| Down to the core, and there’s only one solution
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| Down to the core, don’t you really feel
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| You’ll never make it alone |