The rising moon faces the sickening sun,
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as the lights in the tower blocks go on, one by one,
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A big shot, overlooking this black iron skyline--
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Surrounded by his symbols of prosperity--
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Sits back in his new leather chair
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ripped off the back of some unfortunate beast.
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I'm smiling through my teeth.
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Anybody can be a millionaire,
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so everybody's gotta try
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but by the laws of this human jungle
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only the heartless will survive.
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& down there--but for the grace of god
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--go I.
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The smoke & the steam,
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& the broken down dreams,
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the hope, & the hunger,
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frustration & anger,
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the little drunken lives,--
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drivin' through the traffic lights
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& away from who they are!
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But I've been thinking of you--
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In this great city of great solitude.
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Crossin' the central reservation, of my imagination,
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Searchin' for the world I ... left behind.
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A shadow hunting shadows of childhood life.
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It's all I want--& all I miss--
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But how can I return
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to a place that don't exist?
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from Mombasa to Miami, Beirut to Bangladesh,
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I've flown around the world standing
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on the wing of a jet.
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Tryin' to salvage my emotions
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from the bottom of the oceans--
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Y'see I sold my soul, to pay for my dinner.
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My stomach grew fatter, but my heart grew thinner,
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I ain't foolin' I'm fallin',
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I wasn't wicked, just weak,
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I ain't lyin' I'm dyin',
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Crippled by deceit--
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Oh the hand that wrote the agony
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has just begun--
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Will be the hand that pulls the trigger
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--of this gun!!!
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Twilight Of A Champion
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