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Look into my eyes, what do you see? Cult of Personality I know your anger, I know your dreams I've been everything you want to be I'm the Cult of Personality Like Mussolini and Kennedy I'm the Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Neon lights, A Nobel Price The mirror speaks, the reflection lies You don't have to follow me Only you can set me free I sell the things you need to be I'm the smiling face on your T.V. I'm the Cult of Personality I exploit you still you love me I tell you one and one makes three I'm the Cult of Personality Like Joseph Stalin and Gandi I'm the Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Neon lights a Nobel Prize A leader speaks, that leader dies You don't have to follow me Only you can set you free You gave me fortune You gave me fame You me power in your God's name I'm every person you need to be I'm the Cult of Personality |
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| 4:58 |
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When I speak out loud
You say I'm crazy When I'm feeling proud You say I'm lazy I look around and see the true reality You like our hair You love our music Our culture's large, so you abuse it Take time to understand, I'm an equal man Chorus: History's a lie that they teach you in school A fraudulent view called the golden rule A peaceful land that was born civilized Was robbed of its riches, its freedom, its pride When I'm at work you say I'm great You watch and ponder, but can you relate? Inviting eyes hands drop, when the music stops Don't ask me why I play this music It's my culture, so naturally I use it I state my claim to say, it's here for all to play Chorus It's time for a change Concepts rearrange Can't you feel my rage... It's up to you to seek the truth To know your history, the difference between me and you Relate to me as me, not what you see on TV Chorus |
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| 3. |
| 4:00 |
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Do you remember
The time of laughter Children playing, life was so sweet Before our city forgot us And let the druglord take our street Pacify me politician Pacify me with your lies Blind to the people suffering Deaf to the children's cries But I know what to do With someone like you Police They chased my brother Policeman licensed to kill Oh how I miss my brother Good shoes are so hard to fill Policeman are you happy? You snuffed a medical student out Maybe he could have changed the world I guess we'll never find out But I know what to do With someone like you I know what to do With someone like you It's never too late to change your ways It's never too late to change your ways Too young Gave her body She was afraid of being alone One baby having another Sweet baby wants to be grown But there's an angel on your shoulder Always speaking to your soul Listen and your heart will be glad You'll never have to be alone 'Cause I know what to do With someone like you I know what to do With someone like you I know what to do With someone like you I know what to do |
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| 4. |
| 5:21 |
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We are all fighting the same fight
We are all in the same war We are all in the same revolution You got to know what you're fighting for We are all fighting the same fight We are all in the same war We are all in the same revolution You got to know what you're fighting for Yelling and kicking trying to stay alive All the time eyes on the prize But does anybody hear my cries Tell me something do I qualify? TV telling me we're just the same What they're talking is the same old game Tell me if I'm just like you, why can't I do the things That you do (huh)? If war's the key, what door will it open? Is peace the answer, then what's the question? War is hell Peace is hell Love is hell Oh what the hell My heart beats just like yours When I dream my mind soars But no fantasy can pay my bills Another dream unfulfilled We are all fighting the same fight We are all in the same war We are all in the same revolution You got to know what you're fighting for We are all fighting the same fight We are all in the same war We are all in the same revolution You got to know what you're fighting for Fight the fight In the war In this revolution You got to know what you're fighting for |
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| 5. |
| 4:38 |
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No, I'm not gonna rob you No, I'm not gonna beat you No, I'm not gonna rape you So why you want to give me that Funny Vibe! No, I'm not gonna hurt you No, I'm not gonna harm you And I try not to hate you So why you want to give me that Funny Vibe |
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| 6. |
| 2:12 | 
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| 7. |
| 6:14 |
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Sometimes I feel
Like my mind will explode Sometimes I feel Like I've got no control Sometimes I wish I had a heart made of steel Sometimes I wish I couldn't feel Information overload Information overload Information overload Information overload They say the future...it's on a microchip Don't you know we're all on a sinking ship Only ten percent control all the rest Only ten percent decide what is best Information overload Information overload Information overload Information overload Information overload Information overload Information overload Information overload I don't want to live like this Still ain't no cure for the summertime blues I'd like to shake these blues but I'm still paying dues My blues so deep you might think they're black My blues so deep there ain't no turning back Information overload |
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| 8. |
| 4:14 |
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I always thought our relationship was cool
You played the role of having sense I always played the fool Now something's different I don't know the reason why Whenever we separate I almost want to cry [Chorus] Oh no, please not that again Love rears up its ugly head And when I come home late you don't complain or call So as a consequence I don't go out at all My friends are frightened They don't know what's going on They think you put a spell on me And now my mind is gone [Chorus] Love's not so bad they say But you never know where love is gonna go Does anybody really know? I'm standing at the altar As they play the wedding march I'm in a black tuxedo with my collar full of starch She looks as lovely as she's ever gonna get I wake up from this nightmare in a pool of sweat [Chorus] What you gonna do What you gonna do when it comes and gets you? |
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| 9. |
| 6:43 |
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| 10. |
| 7:17 |
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Now you can tear a building down
But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see... This is my neighborhood This is where I come from I call this place my home You call this place a slum You want to run all the people out This what you're all about Treat poor people just like trash Turn around and make big cash [Chorus:] Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see Last month there was a fire I saw seven children die You sent flowers to their family But your sympathy's a lie Cause every building that you burn Is more blood money that you earn We are forced to relocate From the pain that you create [Chorus] We lived here for so many years Now this house is full of fear For a profit you will take control Where will all the older people go? There used to be when kids could play Without the scourge of drug's decay Now our kids are living dead They crack and blow their lives away [Chorus] You've got to fight You've got a right To fight for your neighborhood! |
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| 11. |
| 4:17 |
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When it hurts to be out there
Where no one will care I've got the solace of you Frustrated by people's lying But I keep on trying I've got the solace of you When I can't think straight And there's no escape I've got the solace of you Gotta go inside back where it started Back to the beginning 'Cause that's where my heart is They can hurt me, jail my body I'll still be free I've got the solace of you They can take my land Tell me I'm not who I am I've got the solace of you A wise man said to know thyself 'Cause in the end there's no one else Just the solace of you Gotta go inside back where it started Back to the beginning 'Cause that's where my heart is Gotta go inside Back to the beginning |
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| 12. |
| 3:47 |
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I don't have a need to be the best Don't want to be just like the rest Just stay who I am Just an ordinary Middle Man Give me the happy medium Don't want to be the one whose leading them I've got no master plan Just a simple Middle Man Standing on a fine line between this and that Just biding my time waiting for a sign To tell me that I'm something special My ideas are mine alone Not yours, not theirs, but I care I hurt for you, but not with you I love that thing that's inside you But I'm not your fan I'm a stranger in a strange land I'm your Middle Man But I'm not your fan I'm a stranger in a strange land I am your Middle Man |
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| 13. |
| 7:46 |
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