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Hundred and one in the shade tonight
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All that time in the wilds of youth
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You might find it won't desert you
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We're gonna shake your soul tonight
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Some may say let's wait and see
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Some may find it's a mystery
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Blame it on love on the ones unsung
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We'll take care of the damage done
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Sons beat down, sons beat down
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Sons beat down, daughters and sons
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Who are those too afraid to awaken
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So her hand falls on his face
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Many are those too afraid to be shaken
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Sit in darkness somewhere safe
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Some of those things you'll never see
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Some of those things you may never be
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But you won't try, and you won't know
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Maybe it's time for letting it go
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Sons beat down, sons beat down
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Sons beat down, sons beat down
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This world's fast and it's bloody uncertain
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Generations walk in their own light
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We'll play for the ones until the last curtain
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In rage against the dark of night
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Sons beat down, sons beat down
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Sons beat down, sons beat down
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(Repeat)
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SONS BEAT DOWN
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Tom Cochrane |