| Got to find the rebel within
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| A pawn in the sea that’s probably me
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| Tell me what you want me to be
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| I’ll jump when you say if you know what’s good
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| And if you scratch the surface away
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| The truthful ones are rebels without a quilt
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| You argue, supposed to correct you
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| You’re a fool
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| Pull you up and set you straight
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| Get on the rebel’s case before he calls you
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| I’m the king of not very much
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| Of nothing at all, in fact I’m appalled
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| Noone’s got conviction no more
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| They hope that the pen will kill off the soul
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| You will find the truth that they are frightened they should say
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| The truthful ones are rebels without a quilt
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| I’ll stop you, I’ll face you, I’ll kiss you
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| You’re a fool
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| Pull you up and set you straight
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| Get on the rebel’s case before he calls you
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| I know and you know
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| You never trust a man with a hat on
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| I know and you know
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| The truthful ones are rebels with no quilt
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| And if you scratch the surface away
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| The truthful ones are rebels without a quilt |