| A-bumbles in his pocket for a light
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| We can’t criticize him you and me (We can’t criticize him you and me)
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| The man who spends his life lost in his dreams
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| He tells about some colors never there (Tells about some colors never there)
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| And in his mind he doesn’t have a care
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| He thinks he’s better off than you and me (Thinks he’s better off than you and
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| me)
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| The man who spends his life lost in his dreams
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| In his illusions he can forget all his loneliness
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| And your guess is as good as mine
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| We don’t know if he’s wasting his time
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| He says the world is pushing him to rob (Says the world is pushing him to rob)
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| Depriving him of sugar cubes and lard
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| He thinks he’s better off than you and me (Thinks he’s better off than you and
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| me)
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| The man who spends his life lost in his dreams
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| La-la-la, la-la-la, la (La-la-la, la-la-la, la)
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| La-la-la, la-la-la, la (La-la-la)
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| He thinks he’s better off than you and me (Thinks he’s better off than you and
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| me)
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| The man who spends his life lost in his dreams
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| The man who wastes his life lost in his dreams
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| La-la-la, la-la-la, la |