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| 4:20 | 
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I get so angry with people in this town.
I get so angry, the way they put me down, m-hm. I had enough, I’m leavin’ when the sun goes down. I get so angry with people everywhere, m-hm. I get so angry, the way they stop and stare, m-hm. Had me enough, I’m leavin’ when the sun goes down. I’ve had enough of hangin’ round. I’m leavin’ when the sun goes down. I had enough of hangin’ round. I’m leavin’ when the sun goes down. Hm. Makes me so mad, the people in this town. Makes me so mad, the way they put me down, m-hm. I had enough, leavin’ when the sun goes down. I’ve had enough of hangin’ round. I’m leavin’ when the sun goes down. I’ve had enough of stickin’ round. I’m leavin’ when the sun goes down. Had me enough. Had me enough. I’ve had enough. ... I’ve had enough of hangin’ round. I’m leavin’ when the sun goes down. I’ve had enough of stickin’ round. I’m leavin’ when the sun goes down. I’ve had enough! I had enough! I had enough, ‘nough! I’ve had enough! Had me enough! |
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| 2. |
| 4:22 |
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I never knew you were so close to the edge.
I saw you standing up on top of that ledge. You never told me that the damage was done. How could I know I’m not the only one? I’m gonna rectify you. I’m gonna rectify you. I always said you were too close to yourself. You never took the time for no one else. I told you that you would be sorry one day. But all you did was let the shadows play. I’m gonna rectify you. I’m gonna rectify you. ... I’ve seen your kind too many times before. Now Evil Joe is knockin’ on your door. But one day soon you’ll find it’s all too late. And what you had’s all turned to bitter hate. I’m gonna rectify you. I’m gonna rectify you. I’m gonna rectify you. I’m gonna rectify you. Gonna rectify, I’m gonna rectify. Gonna rectify, I’m gonna rectify. I’m gonna rectify you. Ooh-ah. |
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| 3. |
| 4:35 | 
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| 4. |
| 4:11 |
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You can do what you want,
Nobody can stop you, baby. You can do what you like, No one's gonna stop you, baby. You've gotta stand up for your freedom. You've gotta stand up for yourself. You can say what you feel, Nobody can stop you talkin'. You can go where you want, As long as your talk, you're walkin'. You've gotta stand up for your freedom. You've gotta stand up for yourself. You can do what you want, Nobody can stop you, baby. You can do what you like, No one's gonna stop you, baby. You've gotta stand up for your freedom, freedom. You've gotta, gotta, gotta stand up for yourself, yourself. |
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| 5. |
| 7:41 |
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| 6. |
| 3:27 |
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| 7. |
| 4:22 |
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Big world full of confusion.
Big world, ain't no illusion. Too much information Coming at me every day of my life, yeah. Can't make no sense, Seems like there's no place to hide. Mm. Big world full of confusion. Can't reach any conclusions. No matter how I try, I just can't seem to make no sense of what's going on, no. Gets me so crazy, I don't know what I can do, m-hm. I always knew This day would come. I saw it comin', I'm on the run. I always knew It wouldn't last. Everything's goin' by me too fast In the big world, in the big world. Big house full of corruption. So much global disruption. Too much information Comin' at me every day of my life. Yes, there is. Can't make no sense, Seems like there's no place to hide. In the big world. In the big world. In the big world. |
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| 8. |
| 12:53 |
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Well, my baby gone and left me,
Leavin' on that mornin' train. Well, my baby gone and left me, Leavin' on that mornin' train. Said she was tired of livin', Livin' with a ball and chain. M-hm. Well, my baby gone and left me, Says she won't be back again. Well, my baby gone and left me, Says she won't be back again. And I just can't let her go, My memory's like a ball and chain. Yes, it is! Ball and chain. Well, my baby left this mornin', Says she won't be back again. My baby left this mornin', Says she won't be back again. But I tell you somethin', My heart's like a ball and chain. Well, I found my babe this mornin', She won't laugh at me no more. Found my baby there this mornin', She won't laugh at me no more again. And I shot her with my pistol, Now I wear a ball and chain. Yeah, ball and chain. Ball and chain. Ball and chain. Ball and chain. |
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| 9. |
| 4:15 |
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| 10. |
| 9:49 |
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Gonna put some distance
between me and the bad times. There’ll be no resistance, say goodbye to the sad times. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Who knows what’s around every corner? Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Gonna find the reason to move on from the sad times. Gonna come a season, bring an end to the bad times. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Who knows what’s around every corner? Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Maybe the dreams of yesterday, the broken dreams of yesterday. ... Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Who knows what’s around every corner? Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Maybe the dreams of yesterday, the broken dreams of yesterday. Maybe the dreams of yesterday. |
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