| I’m gonna make a chicken gumbo
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| Toss some sausage in the pot
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| I’m gonna flavor it with okra
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| Cayenne pepper to make it hot
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| You know life is what we make of it
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| So beautiful or so what
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| I’m gonna tell my kids a bedtime story
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| A play without a plot
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| Will it have a happy ending?
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| Maybe yeah, maybe not
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| I tell them life is what you make of it
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| So beautiful or so what
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| So beautiful, so beautiful
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| So what
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| I’m just a raindrop in a bucket
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| A coin dropped in a slot
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| I am an empty house on Weed Street
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| Across the road from a vacant lot
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| You know life is what you make of it
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| So beautiful or so what
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| Ain’t it strange the way we’re ignorant
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| How we seek out bad advice
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| How we jigger it and figure it
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| Mistaking value for the price
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| And play a game with time and love
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| Like a pair of rolling dice
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| So beautiful, so beautiful
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| So what
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| Four men on the balcony
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| Overlooking the parking lot
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| Pointing at a figure in the distance
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| Dr. King has just been shot
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| And the sirens long melody
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| Singing savior pass me not
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| Ain’t it strange the way we’re ignorant
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| How we seek out bad advice
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| How we jigger it and figure it
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| Mistaking value for the price
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| And play a game with time and love
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| Like a pair of rolling dice
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| So beautiful, so beautiful
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| So what |