[Chorus]
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Now when you climb
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Into your bed tonight
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And when you lock
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And bolt the door
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Just think of those
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Out in the cold and dark
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'Cause there is not enough love to go round
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Now when you climb [fade]
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And when you lock [fade]
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Just think of those
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out in the cold and dark
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'Cause there is not enough love to go round.
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[Maxi Jazz]
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Until you wake up
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You people need a shake up
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You take up so much time
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Worrying, Scurrying,
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Here, there,
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Losing your hair
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No money to spare
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No love to share
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No wonder you appear under pressure from here
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You look fresher
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But all I got is dirt in my hair
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My nightmares manifest,
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But I can escape
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Yours is in your chest
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With no formal shape
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The tape is running
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I push the button to send
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Upon each other we all depend
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Message end
|
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Whoever asks my name
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Or where I came from
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People fear contamination
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If they tarry too long
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I carry a strong
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Scent of despair
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It's in the air
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I¡¯m broken and hard to repair
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I may mistaken be
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But I patiently wait
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On the path to humanity
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I sit at the gates
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[Chorus]
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Now when you climb
|
Into your bed tonight
|
And when you lock
|
And bolt the door
|
Just think of those
|
Out in the cold and dark
|
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
|
|
Now when you climb
|
Into your bed tonight
|
And when you lock
|
And bolt the door
|
Just think of those
|
Out in the cold and dark
|
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
|
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[Maxi Jazz]
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Dirty, Cold, Hurting, Sold
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Down the river
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My liver in bad condition
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Like my skin
|
Rain falling, once again
|
I'm in my bed
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Perfect timing
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I struggle for air
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There's hair in my food
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When I get it usually someone already half ate it
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I try not to let it
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Get me down
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But my head starting to pound
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People go round, and round and round
|
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From one I get a cigarette
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A little more love found
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But the ground is still wet
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My teeth are chattering
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And there's a smattering of sleet
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Sometimes I lose all feeling in my feet
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When I sleep I dream I'm deep in the mainstream
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But unaccountably my heart has grown
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Small and mean
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I hurry past
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Wretched people I pretend I haven't seen
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But there's money in my pocket
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And my clothes are clean.
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[Maxi Jazz 4x]
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I said money in my pocket
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But I just can't give no love
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Money in my pocket
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But I just can't give no love
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[Chorus]
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Now when you climb
|
Into your bed tonight
|
And when you lock
|
And bolt the door
|
Just think of those
|
Out in the cold and dark
|
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
|
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
|
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Not Ennuf Love
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| Faithless |
