One fine day I was walking down the street you know
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I stepped into a cafe to get a bite to eat
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A man came in sat down next to me
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He said "hey man I think I know what you need"
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He told me his name was sylvester king
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And he had gold maps blue grass almost anything
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I thought that these things just may be true but take it from a man in a polyester suit
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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Then I took the bus and I went downtown you know
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I thought I'd take a walk just to have a look around
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A bald headed man stepped up to me
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He said "hey friend would you like to be free?"
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I looked in his eyes I knew that he was
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Preaching unified action and unified thoughts
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If unity is freedom then freedom is sin you're just a bald headed fool in an orange bathrobe
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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Now I've heard all the stories and all the fairy tales
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And there's always one thing that never seems to fail
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There's people here there's people all around
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Who seem to get their kicks by putting other people down
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You can't judge a book by looking at the cover
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You can't judge a man by looking at his lover
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You think you know a man by the length of his hair your talk talk talk just don't seem fair
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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What can you believe
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What Can You Believe
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