| there’s colors on the street
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| red white and blue
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| people shuffling their feet
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| people sleeping in their shoes
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| there’s a warning sign on the road ahead
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| there’s a lot of people saying we’d be better off dead
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| don’t feel like saton but i am to them
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| so i try to forget it any way i can
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| keep on rockin' in the free world
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| keep on rockin' in the free world
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| keep on rockin' in the free world
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| keep on rockin' in the free world
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| i see a woman in the night
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| with a baby in her hands
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| under an old street light
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| next to a garbage can
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| and she puts the kid away
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| cause she wants to get a hit
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| she hates her life
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| and what she’s done to it one more kid that will never go to school
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| never get to fall in love never get to be cool
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| keep on rockin' in the free world
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| keep on rockin' in the free world
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| keep on rockin' in the free world
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| keep on rockin' in the free world
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| we got a thousand points of light
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| for the homeless man
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| a kinder gentler machine gun hand
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| we got department stores and toliet paper
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| styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer
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| the man in power says to keep our hope alive
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| fuel to burn roads to drive
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| keep on rockin' in the free world
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| keep on rockin' in the free world
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| keep on rockin' in the free world
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| keep on rockin' in the free world |