| When i was young
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| I saw people helping people
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| All the time
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| Because you were
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| People-helping-people
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| In your prime
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| I thought people-loving-people
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| Were the norm
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| Because you were people
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| Loving people
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| Before the long dark storm
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| But now you’re selfish and mean
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| Your eyes glued to a screen
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| And what titillates you
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| Is depraved and obscene
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| And i know that it’s dangerous to judge
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| But man you’ve gotta find the truth
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| And when you find that truth don’t budge
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| Until the truth you found begins to change
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| And it does i know, i know
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| When you love the truth enough
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| You start to tell it all the time
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| When it gets you into trouble
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| You discover you don’t mind
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| Cause if good is finally gonna trump
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| Than man you’ve gotta take stock
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| And you’ve gotta take your lumps
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| Or else they trickle down
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| Into someone else’s cup below
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| You know
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| I wanna know who are these people
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| Blaming their sins on the fall
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| Who are these people
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| If i’m honest with myself at all
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| These are my people
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| Man what else can i say
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| You are my people
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| And we’re the same in so many ways
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| Then your eyes turned green
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| And you broke the machine
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| That when handed to you
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| Was still kind of functioning
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| And i know that it’s dangerous to judge
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| But man you’ve gotta find the truth
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| And when you find that truth don’t budge
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| Until the truth you found begins to change
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| And it does i know, i know
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| When you love the truth enough
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| You start to tell it all the time
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| When it gets you into trouble
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| You discover you don’t mind
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| Cause if good is finally gonna trump
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| Than man you’ve gotta take stock
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| And you’ve gotta take your lumps
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| Or else they trickle down
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| Into someone else’s cup below
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| You know |