| He was livin' in his cot on the side of the road
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| Like a crack pipe Jesus, like a Satan soul
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| He was bleedin' barefoot on the walk of fame
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| Where nobody knows his name
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| (Oooh yeah, ooh, ooh yeah, ooh)
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| He was livin' on the edge of the world, you know
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| Like a black cat bullet, like a slime stone
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| He was walkin' on the edge of the shopping display
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| With nobody else to blame
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| (Oooh yeah, ooh, ooh yeah, ooh)
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| It can be easy, hell yes it can
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| If you’d be a different man
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| It can be easy, hell yes it can
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| If you’d be a different man
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| He was livin' in his cot on the side of the road
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| Like a crack pipe Jesus, Satan and soul
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| He was bleedin' barefoot on the walk of fame
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| Where nobody knows his name
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| (Oooh yeah, ooh, ooh yeah, ooh)
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| It can be easy, hell yes it can
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| If you’d be a different man
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| It can be easy, hell yes it can
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| If you’d be a different man
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| It can be easy, hell yes it can
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| If you’d be a different man
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| It can be easy, hell yes it can
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| If you’d be a different man
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| It can be easy, hell yes it can
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| If you’d be a different man
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| It can be easy, hell yes it can
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| If you’d be a different man
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| A different man
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| If you’d be a different man |