When i was born
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Lot's of people sayin' I looked like a dead man
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but to them there was no kindness
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And so I came into the world with my hands in my jacket
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Made a whole lotta racket
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Couldn't speak, but I could beat on a stick
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O when that aeroplane comes with the lord
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Will I be ignored
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Will I be ignored by the lord
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Will I be ignored
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there was a woman, she looked on me sweetly
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I needed her life to be with mine
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But never will they meet
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No, never will they see
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These two vines will twist away, away
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Will I be ignored by the lord
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Will I be ignored by the lord, by the lord
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What for?
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I may travel on one leg
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My breakfast will be unpaid
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And the flapjacks will flap back off the ceiling onto my head
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Will I be ignored
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Will I be ignored by the lord
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Will I Be Ignored By The Lord
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| Beck |
