| I think the good ol' days
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| May be gone forever this time
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| Lord, I really don’t know
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| I can see some unusual signs
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| That this could be
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| The last picture show
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| So, how do I handle the fact
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| That this whole world’s 'bout to blow
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| Lay low, but stay high
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| You’re gonna live until you die
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| Pray hard, and look to the sky
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| Got to lay low, and stay high
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| I’ve been around for a long, long time
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| And it’s getting hard for me to find my bliss
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| The world’s got blind men’s leading the blind
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| And I can’t see a way out of this
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| So where do I find my sanity?
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| How do I resist?
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| Lay low, but stay high
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| You’re gonna live until you die
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| Pray hard, and look to the sky
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| Got to lay low, and stay high
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| Lord, thanks for givin' me time and strength
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| To sing and pray about this
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| It won’t be over till it’s over
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| Lord, I hope I’m on your list, whoa
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| Lay low, but stay high
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| You’re gonna live until you die
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| Pray hard, and look to the sky
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| Got to lay low, and stay high
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| Lay low, but stay high
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| You’re gonna live until you die
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| Pray hard, and look to the sky
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| Got to lay low, and stay high
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| Lay low, but stay high
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| You’re gonna live until you die
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| Pray hard, and look to the sky
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| Got to lay low, and stay high |