| From your tower of ivory
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| I hear you rattle your jewellery
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| But in a hard bitter irony
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| Your a pillar of the community
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| But when you come down to the barrio
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| Get a feel of the peoples scenario
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| Its a grande opportunity
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| To steal a march on your enemies
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| Now all of the dreamers
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| Jumpin at shadows in the dark
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| Follow the leaders
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| Dont follow the leaders into the dark
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| Down in the night it gets so cold
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| Under the shadow that you’ve thrown
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| The disciples stand at dawn
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| Wait for the world to be reformed
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| I never promised you the world
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| I just followed it round at it untwirls
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| So I string you up and along
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| And along weith all of the dreamers …
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| Oh oh oh ah ah ah
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| So you speak out loud like a libertine
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| But your just another cog in the great machine
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| In a cold bitter irony
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| Your a hero of the community
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| But when you come down to the barrio
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| Get a feel of the peoples scenario
|
| Its a grande opportunity
|
| To steal a march on your enemy
|
| Now all of the dreamers
|
| Jumpin at shadows in the dark
|
| Follow the leaders
|
| Dont follow the leaders into the dark
|
| Down in the night it gets so cold
|
| Under the shadow that you’ve thrown
|
| The disciples stand at dawn
|
| Wait for the world to be reformed
|
| I never promised you the world
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| I just followed it round at it untwirls
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| So I string you up and along
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| And along with all of the dreamers …
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| So I string you up and along
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| And along with all of the dreamers …
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| All of the dreamers … oh oh oh
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| All of the dreamers … oh oh oh
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| All of the dreamers. |