| On a stretch of sand, sweet northern breeze
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| Manitowoc put Avery on the beach
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| Your alibi, will never do
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| When the whole town’s got it out for you
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| Judge Fox, the Great Lake stain
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| Got Superior wanting to pull its own drain
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| To abandon the shore, where the poor get whipped
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| And the fat get fatter and the rich stay rich
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| Where the mice of men are chained and bruised
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| Where to stand accused is to admit you lose
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| I wanna know people outdoor
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| Ain’t gonna go out and act insane
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| Insane
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| My baby girl, out in a world
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| All alone burns a hole in my brain
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| My brain
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| I wanna know people outdoor
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| Ain’t gonna go out and act insane
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| Insane
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| My baby boy, pride and joy
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| He’s gonna go out and do the same
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| Just saying
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| In the hall of harm disgraceful sounds
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| Manitowoc knows how to gavel pound
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| They crack it right and shoot on site
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| Do you know where your baby is tonite?
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| The red tide is back again
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| Old Superior’s new McCarthy clan
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| Back on the shore, where the poor get whipped
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| And the fat get fatter and the rich stay rich
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| Where the mice of men are chained and bruised
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| Where to stand accused is to admit you lose
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| I wanna know people outdoor
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| Ain’t gonna go out and act insane
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| Insane
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| My baby girl, out in a world
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| All alone burns a hole in my brain
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| My brain
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| I wanna know people outdoor
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| Ain’t gonna go out and act insane
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| Insane
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| My baby boy, pride and joy
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| He’s gonna go out and do the same
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| Just saying |