| Young man come to me
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| And asked me for a smoke
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| Straight off of Bourbon Street
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| Alley cat with a dirty coat
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| He said it’s hard out here just being me
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| And the people ain’t the way that I want them to be
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| When I get the chance to build this world I see
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| Make me believe, this life’s for me, and I will be free
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| That night the architect can’t sleep
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| He laying out his plan
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| For the building of a new foundation
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| Put together by a million hands
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| Beyond the wires just meant to fly
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| Getting out there beyond the fences, into the sky
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| You know I’ll find a place for my design
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| A new space for me and my piece of mind, yeah
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| I’m gonna build a home by the ocean
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| Underneath the sky
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| Gonna leave the door wide open
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| So I can see everything
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| Gonna build a home by the ocean
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| Burried in the sand
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| Gonna leave the door wide open
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| So I can sing
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| I’m gonna build a home by the ocean
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| Underneath the sky
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| Gonna leave the door wide open
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| So I can see everything
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| Gonna build a home by the ocean
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| Burried in the sand
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| I’m gonna leave the door wide open
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| So I can sing
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| Woah Woah Woah
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| So I can see everything |