| Fortunes are won
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| But some have to work till they drop
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| Oh, and the faster they run
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| They don’t know till they have to stop
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| And it’s nothing at all
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| For a rich man to be Completely blind to the call
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| Of the whole misery
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| The mask that they wear
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| Is broken in two
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| The wind cries in fright
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| A message to you
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| The grey stone crumbles
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| As years are passing
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| Caught up in this shadow town
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| And life’s much harder
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| To keep on living
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| Everywhere’s just closing down
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| The streets are angry
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| And shouts from children
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| Nowhere in this shadow town
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| There’s no one winning
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| But they’re all standing
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| Waiting for it to come round
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| Nothing’s for life
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| Except the cold and the poor
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| Oh, and it’s sharp as a knife
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| That’s one thing they know for sure
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| Well, they knew better times
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| Then their dreams were all sold
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| And didn’t read all the signs
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| For a handful of gold
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| The mask that they wear
|
| Is broken in two
|
| The wind cries in fright
|
| A message to you
|
| The grey stone crumbles
|
| As years are passing
|
| Caught up in this shadow town
|
| And life’s much harder
|
| To keep on living
|
| Everywhere’s just closing down
|
| The streets are angry
|
| And shouts from children
|
| Nowhere in this shadow town
|
| There’s no one winning
|
| But they’re all standing
|
| Waiting for it to come round
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| You’re pocket’s empty but then
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| You never had much to start
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| It’s got you thinking again
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| It’s almost breaking your heart
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| The grey stone crumbles
|
| As years are passing
|
| Caught up in this shadow town
|
| And life’s much harder
|
| To keep on living
|
| Everywhere’s just closing down
|
| The streets are angry
|
| And shouts from children
|
| Nowhere in this shadow town
|
| There’s no one winning
|
| But they’re all standing
|
| Waiting for it to come round
|
| Caught up in this shadow town
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| Caught up in this shadow town
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| Caught up in this shadow town
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| Everywhere’s just closing down |