| Andy Warhol’s modern man builds a castle in the air
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| The deck is stacked but his house of cards
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| Grows as high as the market will bear
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| It won’t take much to make his ship of dreams
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| Come crashing to the ground
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| You just wait for the wheel of fate to turn
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| And the wind of the wolf is gonna blow it all down
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| Shallow rivers of fashion run on courses tried and true
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| The masses dive in and it washes them down
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| Makes 'em feel like they’re all brand new
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| Blinding hatred caused by fear is
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| Showing in their eyes
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| They want their truth all black and white
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| But a rainbow never tells no lies to a
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| Stranger in a Strange Land
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| What’s a man supposed to do?
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| Just a Stranger in a Strange Land…
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| (waiting and watching and wondering)
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| When will the light come shining through…
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| To feed the heart’s addiction, in answer to my soul
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| It may not be the best of worlds, but it’s the only one I know
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| In the shadow of Damocles' atomic sword
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| We learn to live with fear
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| Stringing out lives of quiet desperation
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| We’re all just strangers here…
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| Riding along on the razor edge
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| Burned in the acid rain
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| Groped in the darkness, searching for a way
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| To fill the empty space inside
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| And between us all… |