| Why is it that civilized humanity
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| Can make the world so wrong?
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| In this hurly-burly of insanity
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| Our dreams cannot last long
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| We’ve reached a deadline
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| A press headline, Every sorrow
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| Blues value is news value
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| Tomorrow
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| Blues
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| Twentieth century blues
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| Are getting me down
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| Blues
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| Escape those weary
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| Twentieth century blues
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| Why
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| If there’s a God in the sky
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| Why shouldn’t He grin
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| High
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| Above this dreary
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| Twentieth century din?
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| In this strange illusion
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| Chaos and confusion
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| People seem to lose their way
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| What is there to strive for
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| Love or keep alive for
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| Say, 'Hey, hey!'
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| Call it a day?
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| Blues
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| Nothing to win or to lose
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| It’s getting me down
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| Blues
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| Escape those weary
|
| Twentieth century blues
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| We’ve reached a deadline
|
| A press headline
|
| Every sorrow
|
| Blues value
|
| Is news value
|
| Tomorrow
|
| Blues
|
| Nothing to win or to lose
|
| It’s getting me down
|
| Blues
|
| Escape those dreary
|
| Twentieth century
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| Blues |