A world become one Of salads and sun Only a fool would say that A boy with a plan A natural man Wearing a white stetson hat Unhand that gun begone There's no one to fire upon If he's holding it high He's telling a lie
Chorus: I heard it was you Talkin' 'bout a world Where all is free It just couldn't be And only a fool would say that
The man in the street Draggin' his feet Don't wanna hear the bad news Imagine your face There is his place Standing inside his brown shoes You do his nine to five Drag yourself home half alive And there on the screen A man with a dream
Chorus
Anybody on the street Has murder in his eyes You feel no pain And you're younger Then you realize
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