Uttering idle words from a reprobate mind
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Clinging to strange promises, dying on the line
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Never being able to separate the good from the bad
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Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it
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It's making me feel so bad.
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Dead man, dead man
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When will you arise ?
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Cobwebs in your mind
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Dust upon your eyes.
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Satan got you by the heel, there's bird's nest in your hair
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Do you have any faith at all ? Do you have any love to share ?
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The way that you hold you head, cursing God with every move
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Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it
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What are you trying to prove ?
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Dead man, dead man
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When will you arise ?
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Cobwebs in your mind
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Dust upon your eyes.
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The glamour and the bright lights, and the politics of sin
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The ghetto that you build for me is the one you're living in
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The race of the engine that overrules your heart
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Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it
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Pretending that you're so smart.
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Dead man, dead man
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When will you arise ?
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Cobwebs in your mind
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Dust upon your eyes.
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What are you trying to overpower me with, the doctrine or the gun ?
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My back is already to the wall, where can I run ?
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The tuxedo that you're wearing, the flower in your lapel
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Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it
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You wanna take me down to hell.
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Dead man, dead man
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When will you arise ?
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Cobwebs in your mind
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Dust upon your eyes.
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Dead Man, Dead Man
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Bob Dylan |