| Now, we’ve been runnin' and hidin'
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| On the desert of our own gloom
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| And we’ve been caught in the cobwebs
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| In the darkness of our own rooms
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| But we’ve been layin' the blame on
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| Anyone who sings a different tune
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| Because it’s so hard, it’s so hard to
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| (Face the music and hear clapping)
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| (Face the music) and hear the message now
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| 'Cause we can work it out, whoa, say yeah
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| Now, we’ve been walkin' so blindly
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| Down a road that’s long and hard
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| We could get on the right road
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| If we clean up our own backyard
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| 'Cause we’ve been wrongly accusin' everyone except ourselves
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| Because it’s so hard, it’s so hard to
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| (Face the music and hear clapping)
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| (Face the music) and hear the message now
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| 'Cause we can work it out, whoa, yeah
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| Because it’s so hard, it’s so hard to
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| (It's so hard, it’s so hard to)
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| (It's so hard, it’s so hard to!)
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| (Face the music and hear clapping)
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| (Face the music) and hear the message now
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| 'Cause we can work it out, whoa, yeah
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| (Face the music and hear clapping)… |