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And you see the sun shine after my You shoot the illusion A bit of rock and roll It is not better to stare heaven Without speaking, Mumbling in the city What else do, and sure to lose . . . [ - ]
One man you see across the park Well the guise, no longer want to run After girls go to your house To say no, that life is not bad What else do, and sure to lose . . . [ - ]