| It’s a strange way of making a living
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| When you’re getting much less than you’re giving
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| And you’re losing much more than you’re winning
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| Why do we do it?
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| I don’t know
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| Why do we do it?
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| Art for art’s sake, it don’t pay
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| To be giving yourself away
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| It’s for love, there’s no money
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| What you get is something for nothing
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| Something for nothing, yeah
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| All the effort twice the pain
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| Even though there’s nothing to gain
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| There’s no choice but to do it again
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| And again and again
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| Why do we do it?
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| I don’t know
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| Why do we do it?
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| Art for art’s sake, it don’t pay
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| To be giving yourself away
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| It’s for love, there’s no money
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| What you get is something for nothing
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| Something for nothing, yeah
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| If you’re believing in this kind of dream
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| You may not know when it’s over
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| You’re given it all, all that you had
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| For the chance to be just that bit closer
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| This dream has a hold, you can’t be told
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| That what you are doing is crazy
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| You’ll never give in though you can’t win
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| They tell you you’re blind
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| That you’re out of your mind
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| But you think you can never be wrong
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| Why do we do it?
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| I don’t know
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| Why do we do it?
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| Art for art’s sake, it don’t pay
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| To be giving yourself away
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| It’s for love, there’s no money
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| What you get is something for…
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| Art for art’s sake, it don’t pay
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| To be giving yourself away
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| It’s for love, there’s no money
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| What we get is something for nothing
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| Something for nothing, yeah
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| Something for nothing |