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Stay down and hear the sound
Fall in the shade you were made in
One time is any time
Old line, trapped in a gold mine
Sweet little people I don't even know
Got me sobbing again 'cause I'm into their pain
And wondering when I won't be able to sing
Good news, you hit the booze
No space, packing a suitcase
Pay rent till all is spent
More lent out from the government
Sweet little people I don't even know
Invite me to dinner, I wish I could go
Got me sobbing again cause I'm into their pain
And wondering when I won't be able to sing
Out loud, in the clouds
Stand strong, don't get the plan wrong
Sunday, kneel and pray
Okay, no God to locate
Sweet little people devoting their time
Under the steeple, caring and kind
Got me sobbing again 'cause I'm feeling their pain
And wondering when I won't be able to sing
Sweet little people I don't even know
Invite me to dinner, I wish I could go
Got me sobbing again cause I'm into their pain
And wondering when I won't be able to sing
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