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Well, I live with snakes and lizards
And other things that go bump in the night 'Cause to me, every day is Halloween I have given up hiding and started to fight I have started to fight - well, any time Any place, anywhere that I go All the people seem to stop and stare, they say "Why are you dressed like it's Halloween? You look so absurd, you look so obscene" Oh, why can't I live a life for me? Why should I take the abuse that's served? Why can't they see they're just like me It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world Well, I let their teeny minds think That they're dealing with someone who is over the brink And I dress this way just to keep them at bay 'Cause Halloween is every day, it's every day, oh Why can't I live a life for me? Why should I take the abuse that's served? Why can't they see they're just like me It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world Oh, why can't I live a life for me? Why should I take the abuse that's served? Why can't they see they're just like me? I'm not the one that's so absurd, why hide it? Why fight it? Hurt feelings, best to stop feeling Hurt from denials, reprisals, it's the same It's the same in the whole wide world |
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| 2. |
| 10:24 | 
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| 3. |
| 5:51 |
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Well I'm hiding my eyes from the morning sun
And I keep on working till the work is all done But a voice in my head keeps ticking away As the sweat's hosed down from yet another day Well he works hard And he lives hard And he breaks his back without nothing to gain While the boss man sits around and drinks champagne All day (you work and you work and you work and) In life, there's just one transition All day (you work and you work and you work and) In life, there's just one decision Well I'm peeling the blisters off my working hand Is that what it takes to make you understand? That it's something you read, not something you meant To be slaving away without a shred of integrity He worked hard And he lived hard And he broke his back without nothing to say While the man in control was just laughing away All day (you work and you work and you work and) In life, there's just one transition All day (you work and you work and you work and) In life, there's just one decision Was it something you read? Was it something you meant? Was it something you said? Or was it heaven sent? All day (you work and you work and you work and) In life, there's just one transition All day (you work and you work and you work and) In life, there's just one decision |
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| 4. |
| 6:34 |
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well i'm hiding my eyes from the morning sun
and i keep on working till the work is all done but a voice in my head keeps ticking away as the sweat's hosed down from yet another day well he works hard and he lives hard and he breaks his back without nothing to gain while the boss man sits around and drinks champagne all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, there's just one transition all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, there's just one decision well i'm peeling the blisters off my working hand is that what it takes to make you understand? that it's something you read, not something you meant to be slaving away without a shred of integrity he worked hard and he lived hard and he broke his back without nothing to say while the man in control was just laughing away all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, there's just one transition all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, there's just one decision was it something you read? was it something you meant? was it something you said? or was it heaven sent? all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, there's just one transition all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, there's just one decision |
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| 5. |
| 7:04 |
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| 6. |
| 6:44 |
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| 7. |
| 8:09 |
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| 8. |
| 3:55 |
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I know someone who thinks he's right
He can't stand it, he wants me to fight Bible in one hand, ready to strike Burning those records by candlelight He's angry Out of his head Stop this music before we're all dead Full of rage Out of his mind Our youth culture is on the decline Sex and drugs are taking their toll Leading us closer to losing control Well you know and I know that ain't right Some of these people are really uptight I know someone who thinks I'm wrong Telling me I can't sing my song Singing and singing 'til the break of dawn You tell me if I'm doing this wrong |
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| 9. |
| 5:07 |
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Give up, give up....
Here we go another civil rights song Got it all wrong, doesn't do nothing Sing, sing, singing until my face is blue But what do you do? Don't do nothing Uh oh, take a step, move in the right direction Uh oh, take a look, make a move for civilization Here we go in a brand new year What do I hear, but the same street talking Cuz black and whitey are having a fight Over who is right, and the time is near for Here we go again talking 'bout race It's the same newspaper with the same old space Standing for something that you don't really know If we don't work it out, we're all gonna go One more time, so hear me through Talking 'bout me, we're talking 'bout you So, one more time just to get it right You better get moving, for we start tonight |
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| 10. |
| 4:25 |
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I'm Falling
first last night we're riding home with friends in a big blue car for this man fed us rubbish as if it were caviar we told him; 'sir, please go away! we're innocent of crimes!' he hit me with his black nightstick and all I heard were cries I'm falling I asked her for a date one night she thought it'd be a laugh I'd take her to a restaurant and then up to her pad I waited at my house that night for her phone call to come she'd gone off with a ruffian and he came by with a gun I'm falling I'm falling yes I'm falling |
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| 11. |
| 4:04 |
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I'm Falling
first last night we're riding home with friends in a big blue car for this man fed us rubbish as if it were caviar we told him; 'sir, please go away! we're innocent of crimes!' he hit me with his black nightstick and all I heard were cries I'm falling I asked her for a date one night she thought it'd be a laugh I'd take her to a restaurant and then up to her pad I waited at my house that night for her phone call to come she'd gone off with a ruffian and he came by with a gun I'm falling I'm falling yes I'm falling |
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| 12. |
| 4:34 |
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He left his house; he should have stayed
He went to work so he'd get paid So he'd afford his brand new maid Other things that make life great He hopped a bus and then a train Few more stops he'd have it made But something happened on this day That put this man into his grave The train broke down he took a cab He told the man to make it fast They ran into a concrete slab Then cries and screams for many times He left the cab, walked down the street There a person he did meet Who thought his gun was pretty neat And wanted to see someone bleed Stumbling on for two more blocks His body was in total shock Punch in time was eight o'clock He's hours late, so he'd be docked Twenty feet from where he worked He fell upon some teenage jerks They took his cash then went berzerk And killed the poor old office clerk He should have stayed home He should have stayed home He should have stayed home (repeat) |
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