| High upon a hillside
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| A preacher tells a story to a crowd
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| He tells the same old story
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| A thousand times he’s read that story loud
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| He wants to give the answers but his words are only
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| Answers to nothing
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| Lying in my bedroom
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| A man comes on my TV with a grin
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| He tells me to believe him
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| He said that I should put my faith in him
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| He says he has the answers
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| But his words are only
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| Answers to nothing
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| Oh, oh, oh, believed for the last time
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| Oh, oh, oh, deceived for the last time
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| Hear the chosen leaders
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| Say, we can’t stay sitting on the fence
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| Believe the stuff they feed us
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| They’re buying guns and bombs for our defence
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| They think this is the answer
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| But their thoughts are only
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| Answers to nothing
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| Where is all the friendship
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| How can all the comradeship be done
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| What of all the teachings
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| What of things we learned when we were young
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| It doesn’t bear the asking
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| 'Cos the answers given were
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| Answers to nothing
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| Oh, oh, oh, lied for the last time
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| Oh, oh, oh, died for the last time
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| Oh, oh, oh, cried for the last time, this time
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| Oh, oh, oh, believed for the last time
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| Oh, oh, oh, deceived for the last time
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| Oh, oh, oh, believed for the last time, this time
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| High upon a hillside
|
| A preacher tells a story to a crowd
|
| He tells the same old story
|
| A thousand times he’s read that story loud
|
| He wants to give the answers but his words are only
|
| Answers to nothing
|
| Lying in my bedroom
|
| A man comes on my TV with a grin
|
| He tells me to believe him
|
| He said that I should put my faith in him
|
| He says he has the answers
|
| But his words are only
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| Answers to nothing
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| Oh, oh, oh, lied for the last time
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| Oh, oh, oh, cried for the last time
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| Oh, oh, oh, died for the last time
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| Oh, oh, oh, deceived for the last time
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| Oh, oh, oh, believed for the last time, this time |