| How can you stand there, when all around you is a lie?
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| How can you stand there, and not wonder why
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| What right to complain when so many much worse off than you
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| How can you stand there, and just watch them do it?
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| How can you stand there, come walk with me that extra mile
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| How can you stand there, and not raise a smile?
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| You must be paralyzed, so little time, so much to do
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| And soon you’ll realize that it’s down to you
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| 'Cos it’s not over till you hit the top, it’s not over till you have to
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| Stop
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| It’s not over while we have a chance
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| No it’s not over, so come on and dance now
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| How can you stand there, how can you stand there
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| How can you stand there, how can you stand there? |
| Lord!
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| Warning signs all around this town
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| Something’s up, something’s coming down
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| Made aware by the plagues and quakes
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| We’re wound up tight like it’s gonna break now
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| The drums are thumping, blood is pumping
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| Hands on the clock getting ready to stop
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| Tires screaming, engine smoking, look out driver the Earth is choking
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| And how can you stand there, how can you stand
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| How can you stand there, how can you stand there?, Lord!
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| It’s not over, no no, it’s not over, no no no
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| No it’s not over, hell no, no it’s not over
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| No it’s not over till you hit the top, it’s not over till you have to stop
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| It’s not over while we have a chance
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| It’s not over, so come on and dance now, and
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| How can you stand there, how can you stand there
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| How can you stand there, how can you stand there?
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| Amandla! |