(Wang Chung)
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The world in which we live is peopled by people who
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Fuck, shit, screw everybody, don't care, swear
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Do things without a care, are seen everywhere
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And write about each other
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The world in which we live is peopled by people who
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Can't afford to eat, can't make ends meet
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Got nowhere to sleep, can't feel the heat
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Can't get out
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Can't find a voice to scream it out
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The world in which we live
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The world on which all we are depends
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Whoever could forgive
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The way we treat the world in which we live
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Chorus:
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The world is a mosaic upon a golden floor
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Moving silently, darkly through space
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And our lives are the fragments and all that's gone before
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Broken jewels in excrement base
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Millions over millions are the world
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Oh the world in which we live
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Millions over millions are the world
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Oh the world in which we live
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The world in which we live
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The world on which all we are depends
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Whoever could forgive
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The way we treat the world in which we live
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The world in which we live is peopled by people who
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Get up, stand up, speak up, fight
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And do all the things that they think are necessary and right
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The world in which we live is peopled by people who
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Believe what they hold to be true, to be true for everybody
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Repeat Chorus
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Millions over millions are the world
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Oh the world in which we live
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Millions over millions are the world
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Oh the world in which we live
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The World In Which We Live
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| Wang Chung |
