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People say I'm crazy doing what I'm doing
Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin
When I say that I'm okay, well, they look at me kind of strange
"Surely you're not happy now? You no longer play the game"

[Verse 2]
People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away
Well, they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me
When I tell 'em that I'm doing fine watching shadows on the wall
"Don't you miss the big time boy? You're no longer on the ball"

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Lady luck's still a mystery with her head on my shoulder
And I don't know why I still want her to dance
I guess that's all history what it is is I'm older
And I'm still a fool for your one-way romance

Her dice were red rubies, they rolled and they tumbled
And I never saw time running out with my roll
And in the wasteland of cut glass my dreams were all crumbled
And I've paid with whatever I had left for a soul

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They call you Lady Luck
But there is room for doubt
At times, you've had a very unlady-like way of running out
You're on this date with me
The Pickens have been lush
And yet before this evening is over
You might give me the brush

You might forget your manners
You might refuse to stay
And so the best that I can do is pray

Luck be a lady tonight
Luck be a lady tonight
Luck if you've ever been a lady to begin with, luck be a lady tonight

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I'm never gonna let you go
I'm gonna hold you in my arms forever
Gonna try and make up for all the times
I hurt you so
Gonna hold your body close to mine
From this day on we're gonna be together
Oh I swear this time
I'm never gonna let you go

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He was a hard-headed man, he was brutally handsome
And she was terminally pretty
She held him up and he held her for ransom
In the heart of the cold, cold city

He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude
They said he was ruthless, they said he was crude
They had one thing in common, they were good in bed
She'd say, "Faster, faster, the lights are turnin' red"

Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane, yeah

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Winter is here again, oh Lord
Haven't been home in a year or more
I hope she holds on a little longer
Sent a letter on a long summer day
Made of silver, not of clay
Ooh, I've been runnin' down this dusty road

Ooh, the wheel in the sky keeps on turnin'
I don't know where I'll be tomorrow
 

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So when you call up that shrink in Beverly Hills
You know the one, Dr. Everything'll-Be-Alright
Instead of asking him how much of your time is left
Ask him how much of your mind, babe
'Cause in this life
Things are much harder than in the afterworld
In this life
You're on your own
And if de-elevator tries to bring you down
Go crazy (Punch a higher floor)
Whoo

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Why, oh why must it be this way?
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Before you can read me
You got to learn how to see me
I said

 

Free your mind
And the rest will follow
Be colour-blind
Don't be so shallow
Free your mind
And the rest will follow
Be colour-blind
Don't be so shallow

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If I told you what it takes
To reach the highest high,
You'd laugh and say 'nothing's that simple'
But you've been told many times before
Messiahs pointed to the door
And no one had the guts to leave the temple!

 

I'm free-I'm free
And freedom tastes of reality
 

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'Round here, something radiates

Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
And she walks along the edge
Of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus

She parks her car outside of my house
And takes her clothes off
Says she's close to understanding Jesus
And she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous

'Round here, we're carving out our names
'Round here, we all look the same
'Round here, we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
'Round here, she's slipping through my hands

Woah oh oh
Sleeping children better run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
 

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I knew right from the beginning
That you would end up winning
I knew right from the start
You'd put an arrow through my heart

 

Round and round
With love we'll find a way, just give it time
Round and round
What comes around goes around
I'll tell you why

 

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Maybe I might have changed
And not been so cruel
Not been such a fool
Whatever was done is done
I just can't recall
It doesn't matter at all

 

You see it's all clear
You were meant to be here
From the beginning

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I remember, I remember buffalo
And I remember Hengelo
It would seem to me
I remember every single f****ng thing I know

 

If I die of Vanity, promise me, promise me
That if they bury me some place I don't want to be
That you'll dig me up and transport me
Unceremoniously away from the swollen city breeze

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Grim-faced and forbidding
Their faces closed tight
An angular mass of New Yorkers
Pacing in rhythm
Race the oncoming night
They chase through the streets of Manhattan
Head-first humanity
Pause at a light
Then flow through the streets of the city

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Get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues
A jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all your trouble from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues

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