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All my friends they shoulder me and my poor head of woe
They know I’m good, but I want to be bad
Standing there with the lights down low, and the lovers who make love
They see me smiling, but I want to be sad

Would you light me up? Really, set me on fire
And be there when I’m burning out
Would you hold my head ‘neath the water tap
And elbow me if I get too loud?

Evil walks the streets by day, ‘tween every crack and pave
And by night it cowers and hides
Here it come that awful sting when you let someone in
You sit so bare in the lame legged chair

I want to live between the lie and where the truth dies
Everything in its own time

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