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Will I see him on the TV preachin' 'bout the promised land
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He tells me to believe in Jesus
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And steals the money from my hand
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Some say he was a good man
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But Lord I think he sinned, yeah
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Twenty-two years of mental tears
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Cries a suicidal Vietnam vet
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Who fought a losing war on a foreign shore
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To find his country didn't want him back
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Their bullets took his best friend in Saigon
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Our lawyers took his wife and kids, no regrets
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In a time I don't remember, in a war he can't forget
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He cried "Forgive me for what I've done there
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Cause I never meant the things I did"
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CHORUS
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And give me something to believe in if there's a Lord above
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And give me something to believe in Oh, Lord arise
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My best friend died a lonely man
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In some Palm Springs hotel room
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I got the call last Christmas Eve
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And they told me the news
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I tried all night not to break down and cry
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As the tears rolled down my face
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I felt so cold and empty
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Like a lost soul out of place
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And the mirror mirror on the wall sees my smile it fades again
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CHORUS
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Sometimes I wish to God I didn't know now
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The things I didn't know then road you gotta take me home
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I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold dark street
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Like bodies in an open grave
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Underneath the broken old neon sign
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That used to read JESUS SAVES
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A mile away live the rich folks
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And I see how they're living it up
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While the poor they eat from hand to mouth
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The rich is drinkin' from a golden cup
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And it just makes me wonder why so many lose, so few win
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CHORUS
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You take the high road and I'll take the low road
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Sometimes I wish to God I didn't know now
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The things I didn't know then
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And give me something to believe in
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Something To Believe In
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| Poison |
