| A world awaits an icon to make a connection
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| A mother complex begs stellar direction
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| He’s taking the chair
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| He’s living the life
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| He’s fucking pretty girls every night
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| But he ain’t fucking the wife
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| And he’s doing the things we’ll never do and he’s genuine
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| Judging by the size of his crew
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| With a face the eye can easily digest
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| He’s down with the big boys and up there with the big best
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| A Lennon, A Presley, a Muhammad Ali they give us there life
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| Literally it’s got to be all or nothing, death or glory
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| 'Cos the history books could always use a new story
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| The negative cycle is waiting for the next one
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| This is not open for negotiation
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| He’s living fast, he’s dying slow and nobody knows
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| That the audience approval is the only approval
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| He’s known to be real «at least as real as a rock N' roll show»
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| Then alone again is the man, but he can’t stand being alone
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| Fighting the fear that is the fade of the glow and the length of the time we
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| Expect him to give
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| 'Cos someone’s got to live like we all want to live and we all want to see
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| But don’t want to be
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| «Cos someone’s gonna die and it ain’t gonna be me»
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| The negative cycle is waiting for the next one
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| This is not open for negotiation
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| And at times when he’s fighting the hate that he feels for the loneliness
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| Feels for the home that he makes and takes straight to a different place
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| Where a new set of faces appear to relate but he can’t help equate the
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| Relationship
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| To the time he swore his love to a whore
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| Another name on the door, another 1:2:3:4
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| But the same old crown standing there on the floor
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| The negative cycle is waiting for the next one
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| This is not open for negotiation
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| The negative cycle is waiting for a live one
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| And when you’re done pass it over to the next one
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| «And will the last one out please leave the light on?» |