Though we might have precious little
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It's still precious
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I like that song about this wonderful world
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It's got a sunny point of view
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And sometimes I feel it's true
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At least for a few of us
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I like that world, it makes a wonderful song
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But there's a darker point of view
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But sadly just as true
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For so many among us
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Though we might have precious little
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It's still precious
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In the sweetest child there's a vicious streak
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In the strongest man there's a child so weak
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In the whole wide world there's no magic place
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So you might as well rise put on your bravest face
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I like that show where they solve all the murders
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An heroic point of view
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It's got justice and vengeance too
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At least so the story goes
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I like that story, makes a satisfying case
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But there's a messy point of view
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That's sadly just as true
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For so many among us
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In softest voice there's an acid tongue
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In the oldest eyes there's a soul so young
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In the shakiest will there's a core of steel
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On the smoothest ride there's a squeaky wheel
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Though we might have precious little
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It's still precious
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Bravest Face
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| Rush |
