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I Been Down So Long
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written by J B Lenoir/A Atkins
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The sun sets across the ocean
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I'm a thousand mile from anywhere
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And my pocketbook in my heart
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Both just got stolen
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And the sun act like she don't even care
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The wind blows cold when you reach the top
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Feels like somebody's face is stuck to the bottom of my shoe
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Got a plastic jesus, a cordless telephone for every corner of my room
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Got everybody but you tellin' me what to do
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Well I've been down so long
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It can't be that much longer still
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And I've been down for so long
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That the end must be drawing near
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I looked to everybody but me
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To answer my prayers
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Until I found an angel in the bathroom
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Who said she didn't see anybody who was saving anywhere
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And the blind man said, "Simple... like flipping a coin -
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Don't matter what side it lands on
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So long as it's somebody else's dime"
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Cause if you're the top of the bottom
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It all feels the same
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We live out of fear if we're too rich or we're too poor
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Guess all I can do is muster up some change
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And a little bit of faith
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And take some dignity when I walk through this door
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Gonna take a trip
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Catch a train
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Got a ticket in my hand
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And then a fat man takes my money
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And like cattle we all stand
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I'm just a faceless body lost in this vast and worthless sea
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In a thousand people I do not know
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But really they are no different from me
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They all have passion
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They all have fear
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They all have intense confusion
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And no sweet moments that are clear
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They all have aspirations
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High hopes and dreams
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And are really that alone like me
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We've been down so long
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It can't be that much longer still
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We've been down so long
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That the end must be...
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The end must be...
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The end must be drawing near
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I Been Down So Long
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| The Police |
