| Yeah-eah
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| Oh, oh, oh, hoah
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| I see you cryin' in the sunshine
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| I hear you laughin' in the rain
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| You say you can’t tell any difference
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| Between the pleasure and the pain
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| You say you never ever dream at nighttime
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| You say you only dream when you’re awake
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| And say that T.V. looks like your life
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| And the life you lead is fake
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| Desperate people
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| Desperate people
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| You get your sunshine from a tab of paper
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| Then you’re sittin' in a spinning room
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| The clock is tocking, it’s laughing at you
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| Your life’s a mystery without a clue
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| The crowd you’re in thinks you’re so amusin'
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| They’re oh so flattering and so sincere
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| They stand and laugh as they watch you crumble
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| And when you cry for help they don’t hear
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| No
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| Desperate people
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| Desperate people
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| You feel the earth revolving
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| You see the sun dissolving
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| You hear the night calling out to you
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| You have no direction
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| And you have no protection
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| What you gonna do when your trip turns blue?
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| When you come crashing down
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| And there’s no help around
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| You need friends, you need help
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| But first you have to help yourself
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| The music stops and the party’s over
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| Yeah, the money’s gone and your crowd is too
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| Can’t break the chains that have kept you under
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| Ow, has the monkey got the best of you?
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| And I see you cryin' in the sunshine
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| And I hear you laughin' in the rain
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| You say you can’t tell any difference
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| Between the pleasure and the
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| Pain
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| Desperate
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| Desperate
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| Desperate
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| Desperate people |