| I’ve been accused of everything
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| From Timbuctu to old Berlin
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| I need some armor for my flesh
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| I need to stop and take a rest
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| I’ve been wide-eyed but couldn’t see
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| I stand accused of being me I believe in politics
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| I believe in everything
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| I believe this world of ours is giving me adrenaline
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| When I hear a baby cry
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| When I see an old man die
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| That’s just the way it is Rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack
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| Rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack
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| Yeah that’s the way it is
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| I took each day the way it came
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| I put my future out of frame
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| The signs were there for all to see
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| Like blue eyed mind to you and me My head laid on my beating breast
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| I swear to you I pass the test
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| I walked one hundred thousand miles
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| And you’re the judge who’s in my trial
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| in my trial
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| I believe in politics
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| I believe in everything
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| I believe this world of ours is just a den of vice and sins
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| And even on the darkest night
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| We could reach for the light
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| And we could get it right
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| Get it right, get it right, get it right, get it right
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| Get it right, get it right, get it right, get it right
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| I believe in politics
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| I believe in everything
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| I believe this world of ours is giving me adrenaline
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| Ten thousand year ago
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| Crawling on the floor
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| Well get up Jack
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| It’s time to rock the shack
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| Rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack
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| Rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack
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| It’s time to get up |