| What if we had done it all for money
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| And nobody ever even really cared
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| Who can you pay to come and clear it all away
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| To start fresh and earn it all again
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| Maybe it’s something like Elvis on a big screen
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| And someone lied in your dreams
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| If you’re gonna put the hard times on poor choices
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| You gotta put the good ones on luck
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| You better save something for to get you smarter
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| For when you’re dumb, done and all out of work
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| Hope it’s not like Darwin and his silly ideas
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| They’re only right if they believe
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| How could the top feel so empty
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| Get to the point, nothing left but to fall
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| They used to love this, why don’t they like it
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| When I’m, just trying to grow
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| Could be like sending people into outer space
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| With no real finish to the race, the race
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| Making money out of nonsense (nonsense…)
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| And living large off the useless (useless…)
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| Now I am surrounded (surrounded…)
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| Feeling like a captive (captive)
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| Spent too much time looking for the right song to sing
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| It matters more the love it brings
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| But if you need a voice, I’m yours, friend
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| For something better in the end
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| What if we had done it all for money
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| And nobody ever even really cared
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| Who can you pay to come and clear it all away
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| To start fresh and earn it all again
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| Probably life’s like Dorothy in a weird dream
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| And nothing’s as hard as it may seem |