If beauty is an ecstasy and anger keeps you poor
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A hungry man is never free, a rich man never cured
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Things were never what they used to be
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Now every crowd has its silver lining, we all got stuff to sell
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And you may live your life so bitter, but you remember it so well
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Things were never what they used to be
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For all the folks who can run the world, drive cabs or cut your hair
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And the sun may set without your help, but you¡¯re beautiful people to me
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You may fall before you¡¯re pushed, but it¡¯s beautiful people I see
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If you only see the stars when it¡¯s dark, that¡¯s enough for me
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An empty soul with a full opinion is beautiful people to me
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It¡¯s all the same in different hats, the proof of the missing link
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A nation talking to itself and none of us can think
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Things were never what they used to be
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For a silent fool may still be wise, there¡¯s no way you can tell
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And the captain more scared than his crew is beautiful people to me
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And the finest government you could buy, it¡¯s beautiful people I see
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If you live five to one against, it¡¯s good enough for me
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Can¡¯t use two steps to cross a canyon, you¡¯re beautiful people to me
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If you don¡¯t see the same trees I see, you¡¯re beautiful people to me
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Make deserts bloom and oceans die, just beautiful people to me
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If you¡¯re lost and dying of civilization, that¡¯s enough for me
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If you believe your own blind eye, you¡¯re beautiful people to me
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And you may miss what you never had and have what you don¡¯t need
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And the sun may set without your help, but you¡¯re beautiful people to me
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You may fall before you¡¯re pushed, but it¡¯s beautiful people I see
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If you only see the stars when it¡¯s dark, that¡¯s enough for me
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An empty soul with a full opinion is beautiful people to me
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And the captain more scared than his crew is beautiful people to me
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And the finest government you could buy, it¡¯s beautiful people I see
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If you live five to one against, it¡¯s good enough for me
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Can¡¯t use two steps to cross a canyon, you¡¯re beautiful people to me
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If you don¡¯t see the same trees I see, you¡¯re beautiful people to me
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Make deserts bloom and oceans die, just beautiful people to me
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If you¡¯re lost and dying of civilization, that¡¯s enough for me
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Beat The Devil
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