Eede/Townsend
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Believe me when I say to you
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That every word is true
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That a change is going to come
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You can hear it in the broadcast on your radio
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Why are you running, was it something that somebody said?
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What are you hiding from, are the voices alone in your head?
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I can make it look natural 'cos the more that you see
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It's the less that you know, it's the more that you give
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Believe me when they call for you
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As you cry out in the night
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These four suspicious riders have been circling the borders
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of your bungalow
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But how they ever got to you
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I swear I'll never know
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Was it just the laws of nature that's been causing all the
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voices on your telephone?
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Why are you running...
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Believe me and I'll pray for you (we'll give you what you wanted)
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With all my fickle heart
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I could sell you hallelujahs recorded on a chrome cassette in stereo
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So come and make your home with me
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It really isn't far
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Fly down to California and become a Christian soldier on
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My late, late show
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Why are you running...
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The Broadcast
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