| Blue
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| Red
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| Green
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| Yellow
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| Blue
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| Red
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| Green
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| Yellow
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| I saw you stand above the crowd
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| False prophet with a gun
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| You dove into their arms
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| Illuminated by the stars
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| The crowd became a gun
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| They welded to your sorrow
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| Speaking in tongues
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| The music rattled on
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| And on
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| A church
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| Not built of brick and mortar
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| I made a cold confession
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| The velvet curtain closes
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| Creeping like a nun
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| A narcoleptic shaman
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| Jim Jones in his bandanna
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| Handing out the cups
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| To all the wayward sons
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| And all the faithful daughters
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| Every time you led the way
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| Shaking hands and taking names
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| Looking for someone to blame
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| (It's my time)
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| Flush the monkey down the drain
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| (It's my time)
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| Whistleblowers on the run
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| (It's my time)
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| Future’s here and now it’s gone
|
| (It's my time)
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| All the stories never spoken
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| (It's my time)
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| And the winds keep blowing
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| Blue
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| Red
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| Green
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| Yellow
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| Blue
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| Red
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| Green
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| Yellow
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| And when
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| He stared into the mirror
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| He only saw a shadow
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| Void of all description
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| His eyes
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| Rolled back into their sockets
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| Losing all direction
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| Weighed down by an anchor
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| Longing to be lifted
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| Longing to be held
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| In their arms
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| Everybody works today
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| Everybody’s getting paid
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| Everybody’s on the take
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| You gotta pay to play
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| (It's my time)
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| Gonna drink my fill tonight
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| (It's my time)
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| Drink until I see the light
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| (It's my time)
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| Take a bullet to the brain
|
| (It's my time)
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| Flush the monkey down the drain
|
| (It's my time)
|
| Every time you led the way
|
| (It's my time)
|
| Shaking hands and taking names
|
| (It's my time)
|
| Looking for someone to blame
|
| (It's my time)
|
| Flush the monkey down the drain
|
| (It's my time)
|
| Whistleblowers on the run
|
| (It's my time)
|
| Future’s here and now it’s gone
|
| (It's my time)
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| All the stories never spoken
|
| (It's my time)
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| And the winds keep blowing |