| Devils and angels on this old street
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| 22 years and I’m still asleep at home
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| It’s all that I’ve known
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| Most of my friends have all moved away
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| Gone off to college to find their weight in gold
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| Every day is a lifetime
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| Back to the beginning again
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| And we slave for a lifetime, for a lifetime
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| There’s nothing real on my TV screen
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| It’s all a network reality
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| And it shows in our broken home
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| Most of my friends are all moving back
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| To a life less certain than yesterday
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| It’s a backwards step we made
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| Every day is a lifetime
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| Back to the beginning again
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| And we slave for a lifetime, we’ll walk free in the end
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| Every day is a lifetime
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| Back to the beginning again
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| And we slave for a lifetime, for a lifetime
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| Under the sun
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| We’re all working hard
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| Not sure if it will pay
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| Can you believe
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| That the last few years left us poor and here today?
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| Devils and angels on this old street
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| Now they got the same secrets as you and me
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| So let’s open our doors
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| Let’s open our doors, for the world to see
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| Every day is a lifetime
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| Back to the beginning again
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| But we slave for a lifetime, we’ll walk free in the end
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| Every day is a lifetime
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| Back to the beginning again
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| And we slave for a lifetime
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| Every day is a lifetime, it’s a lifetime under the sun
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| Every day is a lifetime, it’s a lifetime |