| There is a man with no face and a name I don’t remember
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| Lives in a house in the middle of the woods
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| And he said once 'son, don’t you laugh out loud
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| For they are listening, oh they are listening
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| Oh, you’ve got to be strong
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| Oh, you’ve got to keep holding on Now it’s just a matter of time'
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| They provide the paint for the picture perfect masterpiece that you will
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| Paint on the insides of your eyelids
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| Can you possibly see anything you want to see?
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| No, hell no, there’s nothing wrong with the way I see
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| And he wanted to be a soldier in the next great war
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| He wanted to kill and fight and maim but not be told what he was fighting for
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| And that’s the way it’s going to have to be, my friend
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| And that’s the way it’s going to have to be, my friend
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| I passed a man on the corner in the city yesterday
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| Singing 'Yada yada yada and tomorrow it’ll end'
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| And I never thought I’d live to see another sunny day
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| But I’m here and I fear I’ll be here until the end
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| So watch your mouth or you’re going to make a grave mistake
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| Hold your tongue or you’re going to catch a bullet in the head
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| Watch your mouth or you’re going to make a grave mistake
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| Don’t die for anything less than the best of life
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| The things they said went to your head
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| But you never tried to understand
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| What they take, you will never take back
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| Cuz they take what they take what they can because they can from you
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| You follow me and you follow me but you never ask why
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| And I wonder what you’re under could this be another piece of the
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| I don’t know, I just do what they say
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| Because they say what to do in a matter of fact way
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| But don’t stop because you might get burned
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| And you might just learn to stand on your own two feet
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| And I think that it’s neat how you learn to repeat
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| Everything that you hear in the street so well
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| Learn to repeat everything that you hear so well
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| You learn to repeat everything that you hear so well
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| And everyone was resting because they thought it was the end
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| And even if it wasn’t, they decided to pretend
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| And somewhere in the distance I could hear him whispering
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| 'You can fight all you want, they will win in the end, so'
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| Sometimes in the evening when I’m lying in my bed
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| I am taken to the forest to that isolated shed
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| And I wake with is words resonating in my head
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| And I can’t stop thinking about the gist of what he said
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| So watch your mouth or you’re going to make a grave mistake
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| Hold your tongue or you’re going to catch a bullet in the head
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| Watch your mouth or you’re going to make a grave mistake
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| Don’t die for anything less than the best of,
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| everyone settles for the rest, not the best of I will die for no less than the best of life |