| Walls keep falling while I look the other way
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| Never meant for hanging on
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| Told my lady the bread was coming home
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| Lately all that bread is gone
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| She said, Oh my don’t be shy if your sleeping in my bed
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| But don’t mind coming by if you don’t bring home that bread
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| I said, The good times are over, I can’t get no relief
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| Mama, I’m broke down and lonely, on my knees
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| I never go easy, believe me. | 
| I’m always gonna hold the line
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| This wandering man got a hell of a plan but he’s running out of time
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| I said to my bill collector don’t come knocking at my door
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| There ain’t no money for ya here
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| And if I had a single dollar to my name
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| Well I’d go spend on my dear
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| And he says, Oh my don’t you try to keep your money hid
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| Time keeps ticking by, I ain’t playing with you kid
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| I said, The good times are over, I can’t get no relief
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| Mama, I’m broke down and lonely, on my knees
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| I never go easy, believe me. | 
| I’m always gonna hold the line
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| This wandering man got a hell of a plan but he’s running out of time
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| I can’t hold this house of cards for long
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| I can’t hold this house of cards for long
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| I can’t hold this house of cards for long
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| I can’t hold this, I can’t hold this
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| The good times are over, I can’t get no relief
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| Mama, I’m broke down and lonely, on my knees
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| I never go easy, believe me. | 
| I’m always gonna hold the line
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| This wandering man got a hell of a plan but he’s running out of time
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| This wandering man got a hell of a plan but he’s running out of time
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| This wandering man got a hell of a plan but he’s running out of time |