| It’s a pity It’s a crying shame
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| He pulled you down again
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| How painful it must be To bruise so easily
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| Inside
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| It’s a pity it’s a downright crime
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| It happens all the time
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| You wanna stay little daddy’s girl
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| You wanna hide from the viscous world…
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| Outside
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| Don’t cry you know the tears will do no good
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| So dry your eyes
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| Your daddy he’s the iron man
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| Battle ship wrecked on dry land
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| Your mamma she’s a bitter bride
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| She’ll never be satisfied
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| You know, and that’s not right
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| But don’t cry
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| You know the tears will do no good
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| So dry your eyes
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| They told you life is hard
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| Misery from the start, it’s dull
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| It’s slow, it’s painful
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| But I tell you life is sweet
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| In spite of the misery
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| There’s so much more, be grateful
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| Well, who do you believe
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| Who will you listen to, who will it be Because it’s high time that you decide
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| In your own mind
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| I’ve tried to comfort you
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| I tried to tell you to be patient
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| That they are blind and they can’t see
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| Fortune gonna come one day
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| It all gonna fade away
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| Your daddy the war machine
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| And your momma the long and suffering
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| Prisoner of what she can not see
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| For they told you life is hard
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| Misery from the start, it’s dull,
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| It’s slow, it’s painful
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| But I tell you life is sweet
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| In spite of the misery
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| There’s so much more, be grateful
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| So who will you believe
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| Who will you listen to Who will it be Because it’s high time that you decide
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| It’s time to make up your own
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| Your own state of mind
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| They told you life is long
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| Be thankful when it’s done
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| Don’t ask for more, be grateful
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| But I tell you life is short
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| Be thankful, because before you know it It will be over
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| Because life is sweet
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| Life is all so very short
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| Life is sweet
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| And life is all so very short
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| Life is sweet
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| Life is sweet |