| Remember when we were young, playing superheroes in our underpants
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| Then the oldest told us batman wasn’t real
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| So we grew up rather young
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| We bled real blood just to act real tough
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| We realised pretty soon real life is really real
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| So we cry and crawl and we learn to walk
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| Pretty soon we all fall down
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| We laugh and we dance we all make love
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| And we break our hearts, we all fall down
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| They say, «That's life!»
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| We’re born into this world with no book of rules
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| Welcome to the hard knock school
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| They say, «That's life!»
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| Remember when we were young, playing cops and robbers just for fun
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| Then our neighbourhoods filled up, filled up with real guns
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| So we learnt real quick that life is sick
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| when we couldn’t fix the problem with a crucifix
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| It was times like these we wished batman was real
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| So we cry and crawl and we learn to walk
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| Pretty soon we all fall down
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| We laugh and we dance we all make love
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| And we break our hearts, we all fall down
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| They say, «That's life!»
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| We’re born into this world with no book of rules
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| Welcome to the hard knock school
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| They say, «That's life!»
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| When days are dark and it all goes wrong
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| We’ll just hum a long to our favourite songs
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| They say, «That's life!»
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| We’re born into this world with no book of rules
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| Welcome to the hard knock school
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| They say, «That's life!
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| We’re older now but not braver,
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| Voting for supposed saviours
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| And it’s times like these we wish batman was real |