| There’s a man in a move that I’d like to be
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| There’s a boy in the story who longs to be free
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| There’s a girl on the sidewalk and she wants to be
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| With a man in a movie that I’ll never see
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| There’s a ship on an ocean that I’ll never sail
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| There’s a circular notion that dooms us to fail
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| And they’re serving that potion at the places I haunt
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| Where I get what I need and I hate what I want
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| Oh I get what I need but I hate what I want
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| ‘cause we let them all bleed for our own rock of salt
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| And we turn a blind eye to the suffering and pain
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| ‘til a man in a movie reminds us again
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| Well there’s peace in a valley still somewhere I know
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| Where the people will rally and fight for their home
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| And I love you darling but this I won’t flaunt
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| That I get what I need and I hate what I want
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| Oh I get what I need and I hate what I want
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| ‘cause we let them all bleed for our own rock of salt
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| And we turn a blind eye to the suffering and pain
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| ‘til a man in a movie reminds us again
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| And we go on believing it’s all in the name
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| Of a Hollywood ending the reason we came
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| Of a Hollywood ending the reason we came |