Tom: C#m
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Meet the son of a Government man
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And a pillar of salt
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I was born with blood on my hands and
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Have all signs of a bleeding heart
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Living high on a giant hog
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And a mountain so steep
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Keep your head in a hollow log as
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The ruling fog are about to creep
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What have we done?
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How'd we get so far from the sun?
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Lost, lost in an oscillating phase
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Where a tiny few catch all of the rays
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Out beyond the western squalls
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In an alien land
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They work for nothing at all
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They don't know the mall or the lay-away plan
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Dig yourself a beautiful grave
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Everything you could want
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Maybe those invisible slaves are
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Too far away for the ghost to
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Haunt, what will we charge
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For letting go of a claim so large?
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Oh, all of our working days are done
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But a tiny few are having all of the fun
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Get used to their dust in your lungs
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Is there no way down
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From this peak to solid ground
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Without having our gold teeth
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Pulled from our mouth?
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Make me a drink
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Strong enough
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To wash away the dishwater world
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They said was lemonade
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Walk with me
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After the show
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Maybe we can find a way
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Through the minefield in the
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Snow, what will they charge
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For letting go of a claim so large?
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Oh, all of our working days are done
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But a tiny few are having all of the fun
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Apologies to the sick and the young
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Get used to their dust in your lungs
