| It used to be when things weren’t right
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| I do my share and join the fight
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| And would surely stand and speak my mind
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| Then I got lost along the way
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| I spent my time chasing my own tail
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| But I am here to say: I’m back to stay
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| For I’ve been searching for the man I used to be
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| I found him waiting, alive and well
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| And he was screaming back at me
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| «Rise and Shine, show your color
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| Now’s the time, raise your hand
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| Rise and Shine, join your brother
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| Draw the line, take a stand»
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| I told my friend my change of heart
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| He wished me well with my new start
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| But then he turned away and slowly said:
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| «You know this world is such a mess
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| I’m tired of trying to help, I guess»
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| I said: «well, what you give is what you’ll get
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| Somewhere inside you, lives the fighter I once knew
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| The battle’s raging, it’s never over
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| It’s calling me, it’s calling you»
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| «Rise and Shine, show your color
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| Now’s the time, raise your hand
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| Rise and Shine, join your brother
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| Draw the line, take a stand»
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| © 1989 Black Leather Music, Inc. (BMI), Michael John Music (BMI) |