| A whole lot of people talking,
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| Trying to make sense.
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| Seems everybody’s living on a barbed wire fence,
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| Whole lotta people too proud to call,
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| 'Cause it won’t get no help at all.
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| Everybody’s waiting for the good news day,
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| But it seems so far away.
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| Wonder if it’s ever gonna come,
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| 'Cause the way it’s been,
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| The restless one.
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| Lot of things have gotta change,
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| If it’s not already too late.
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| But it is worth the wait,
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| So, let’s not hang our heads,
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| The light will shine one day.
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| Lot of things have gotta change,
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| If it’s not already too late.
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| But it is worth the wait,
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| So, let’s not hang our heads,
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| The light will show through yet.
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| Yeahh…
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| Now listen baby, and listen well,
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| I’ve got only one thing to tell.
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| Don’t you worry about people telling lies,
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| They’re only catching flies.
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| Yeahhh.
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| A whole lotta people talking,
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| Trying to make sense.
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| Seems everybody’s living on a barbed wire fence,
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| Whole lotta people too proud to call,
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| 'Cause it won’t get no,
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| 'Cause it won’t get no,
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| 'Cause it won’t get no,
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| Help at all,
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| Help at all. |