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used to be meanused to be cruelbut you were laughing thenand it was no accidentwhere did the mean man gois he chasing his shadowis he unhappy to reportthat the gentleman he found is a terrible boreyou know it allyou've got all the answersbut if that's the casewhat's with the long faceit's very easy to be bravewith your good foot in the graveit's very easy to be coldwhen there's no one in the world you want to knowit's very easy to be suavewhen you're on your guardlike you always arethe sun goes down and now the shadows ariseand morning is broken as you mourn your lifeyou smile at your neighbors as you lock your doorsyou face up the mirror, mister pimp or whoreis it hard to let goat the foot of the rainbowjust to be informedthat the chase was your rewardhere have a crock of goldkeep it for when you're oldlike a week on tuesdayhey wise man sayit's very easy to be bravewith your good foot in the graveit's very easy to be coldwhen there's nowhere in the world you want to goit's very easy to be suavewhen you're on your guardlike you always arethe sun goes down and now the shadows ariseand morning is broken as you mourn your lifeyou smile at your neighbors as you lock your doorsyou face up the mirror, mister pimp or whorethe sun goes down and now the shadows ariseand morning is broken as you mourn your lifeyou smile at your neighbors as you lock your doorsthe morning is broken, mister pimp or whoreput me in the groundput me in the groundcome on put me in the groundthe morning is broken(the morning is broken as you mourn your life)come on put me in the ground(the sun goes down and now the shadows arise)come on come on put me in the ground(the morning is broken as you mourn your life)the morning is brokenthe sun goes down and now the shadows ariseand morning is broken as you mourn your life
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