| God and death, love and sex, fame and money
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| Art and poor, oil and war, rich and happy
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| Jewel and thief, man and beast, black and hungry
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| Guns and peace, whores and streets
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| White and lucky
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| All you broken boys and girls
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| Making plans to rule the world
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| Are you sacred or profane
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| Provincial or urbane
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| When you break it down
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| In the end we’re all the same
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| Ooh your little arms race
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| Ooh a zero sum game
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| Ooh your power play
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| Ooh a zero sum game
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| Lies and truth, wild and youth, thin and pretty
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| Crown and throne, seed and sewn
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| Born and ready
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| Law and crime verse and rhyme, greed and pity
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| Cradle grave, fortune made, dead and buried
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| All you broken boys and girls
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| Making plans to rule the world
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| Are you sacred or profane
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| Provincial or urbane
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| When you break it down
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| In the end we’re all the same
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| Ooh your little arms race
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| Ooh a zero sum game
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| Ooh your power play
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| Ooh a zero sum game
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| Under the towers we pass but nothing has changed
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| The shadows cast we grow indifferent to the pain
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| Thrust upon us in the vortex of our broken lives
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| Today the darkness but tomorrow burning bright
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| God and death, love and sex, fame and money
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| Art and poor, oil and war, rich and happy
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| Jewel and thief, man and beast, black and hungry
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| Guns and peace, whores and streets
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| White and lucky
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| All you broken hearted fools irony your only tool
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| Are you sacred or profane Hendrix or Coltrane
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| Ooh your little arms race
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| Ooh a zero sum game
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| Ooh your power play ooh
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| A zero sum game |