| It was the typical blues, it was more bad news
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| I was walkin' down a dirty street
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| Saw a man, I knew some years before
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| On the corner where the losers meet
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| He had rags on his back, as a matter of fact
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| Had a cold look on his face
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| He was standin' in line, groanin' words to the kind
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| As I passed I could hear him say, he said…
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| Don’t live your life by the dollar sign
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| Live life to the limit, that’s the bottom line
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| No guarantees what tomorrow will bring
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| Be the best at what you are, it’s all a little insane
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| Breakin' loose, breakin' the chain
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| You never know what the future will bring
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| Breakin' loose, breakin' the spell
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| I tried a part, now I’m playin' it well
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| Professional man, had the world in his hands
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| He arrived in the finest cars
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| He posted up his lifetime success
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| Every night at his favorite bar
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| He got off the track, he never looked back
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| He’s an upper class renegade
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| Now he ain’t got a dime, just his peace of mind
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| And he knows that he’s got it made
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| Breakin' loose, breakin' the chain
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| You never know what the future will bring
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| Breakin' loose, breakin' the spell
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| I tried a part, now I’m playin' it well
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| Breakin' loose, emotional bruise
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| That’s enough, It’s time to go through
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| Breakin' loose, cut the line
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| It don’t matter what your money can buy
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| Breakin' loose, breakin' the chain
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| You never know what the future will bring
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| Breakin' loose, breakin' the spell
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| I tried a part, now I’m playin' it well
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| Breakin' loose, emotional bruise
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| The house on the hill, in a financial noose
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| Breakin' loose, cut the line
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| It don’t matter what your money can buy |