| They say the good man has gone bad
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| And nothing’s god comes to those who wait
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| But they own our world and I’m not part of it
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| Are those devils gonna have their way
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| We’ve been stranger than the night
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| But force and furor helped us through
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| «Babe, you got real wolfen eyes
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| Would you come and take me down»
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| Down Down Down
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| Down like this
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| So now I’m sober and quiet like a thief
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| (Don't need an augur to save the day)
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| Well, I’ve seen all Nietzsche’s blood dry
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| The things I hear are they what I want
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| We have no right to what’s left inside
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| Damn right we’ll get it back
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| «…like a falling rose the red wine bleeds lovelorn tears vanish in
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| bereavement…
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| … shattered echoes of yesterday I heard them fade away like a…»
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| (In early 1997)
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| Wading across the tulip fields in an old park, In remembrance
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| And in solemn moments such as this I’ve…
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| «En ma enää aja virvatulta»
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| They say I got wasted, But my hands are clean
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| I got long hair and empty pockets, No money at all
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| But this wastrel’s got a free spirit and he’ll walk with you
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| My eyes may have suffered but they’re still full of X.X.X.X
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| It lives in my heart and always will
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| It lives in my heart and always, always will |