| I was running out on life
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| I was living in a cheap bungalow
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| The candle light was burning
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| When the cars within the night began to roll
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| It was kind of like a movie
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| There were fifty ways to die before your eyes
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| So I picked a piece of paper up
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| And pretty soon the images collide
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| I’m shining on, shining on, shining on
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| I’m shining on, shining on, shining on
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| Well pretty soon you’re waiting
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| For the first to bring the ending in a hurst
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| For the man who you thought friendly wasn’t man
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| He wasn’t man, he was a nurse
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| And they hang the naked wicked
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| And … they will thank you, Lord
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| For you bruce this naked vanity
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| And sadly now this ferry man may die
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| I’m shining on, shining on, shining on
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| I’m shining on, shining on, shining on |