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| 3:25 | 
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It's outrageous to line your pockets off the misery of the poor.
Outrageous, the crimes some human beings must endure. It's a blessing to wash your face in the summer solstice rain. It's outrageous a man like me stand here and complain. But I'm tired. Nine hundred sit-ups a day. I'm painting my hair the color of mud, mud okay? I'm tired, tired. Anybody care what I say? No! I'm painting my hair the color of mud. Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Aw, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? It's outrageous the food they try to serve in a public school. Outrageous, the way they talk to you like you're some kind of clinical fool. It's a blessing to rest my head in the circle of your love. It's outrageous I can't stop thinking 'bout the things I'm thinking of. And I'm tired. Nine hundred sit-ups a day. I'm painting my hair the color of mud, mud okay? I'm tired, tired. Anybody care what I say? No! Painting my hair the color of mud. Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? God will. Like he waters the flowers on your window sill. Take me. I'm an ordinary player in the key of C. And my will was broken by my pride and my vanity. Who's gonna love you when you're looks are gone? God will. Like he waters the flowers on your window sill. Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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| 2. |
| 4:43 |
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Slip slidin' away
Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away I know a man He came from my home town He wore his passion for his woman Like a thorny crown He said Delores I live in fear My love for you's so overpowering I'm afraid that I will disappear Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away I know a woman Became a wife These are the very words she uses To describe her life She said a good day Ain't got no rain She said a bad day's when I lie in bed And think of things that might have been Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away And I know a father Who had a son He longed to tell him all the reasons For the things he'd done He came a long way Just to explain He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping Then he turned around and headed home again Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away God only knows God makes his plan The information's unavailable To the mortal man We work our jobs Collect our pay Believe we're gliding down the highway When in fact we're slip slidin' away |
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