| Is this the road to Paradise?
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| Always to feel it’s all over
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| There must be something going on inside
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| Security walls, they better be tight
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| There will be no free kind of advice
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| Lost in career, lost in the night
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| I don’t want to blame this on each other
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| But everywhere I go, I watch the river flow
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| No matter where I go
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| There will be no tears on my pillow
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| For everywhere I go, I watch the river flow
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| No matter where I go, I watch the river flow
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| This is the road to Paradise
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| Always to feel it’s all over
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| Born on the 4th of July
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| Born under strange, strange skies
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| There will be no free kind of advice
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| Security walls, you better be tight
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| I don’t want to blame this on each other
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| But everywhere I go, I watch the river flow
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| No matter where I go
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| There will be no tears on my pillow
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| For everywhere I go, I watch the river flow
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| No matter where I go, I watch the river flow
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| This is the road to Paradise
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| This is the road to Paradise
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| I don’t want to blame this on each other
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| But everywhere I go, I watch the river flow
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| No matter where I go
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| I don’t want to blame this on each other
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| But everywhere I go, I watch the river flow
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| No matter where I go |