| I counted to one hundred, I kept losing track
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| I wrote a hundred letters, no one wrote back
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| I told a hundred stories, and all of them got twisted
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| I sang a hundreds songs, nobody listened.
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| You’ve got to rise to power
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| Rise to power
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| Baby, you’ve got to rise to power.
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| You’ve got to rise to power
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| Rise to power
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| Ain’t a shade of difference
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| 'tween the hills and the cowards
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| Baby, you’ve got to rise to power.
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| Forced confessions and coming attractions
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| Delusions of grandeur split into factions
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| A silent, dark Camelot, a kingdom gray and black
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| A dull empty heaven
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| A strong leader’s hand.
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| You’ve got to rise to power
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| Rise to power
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| Baby, you’ve got to rise to power.
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| You’ve got to rise to power
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| Rise to power
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| You’re down on your knees, pulling up the flowers
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| Baby, you’ve got to rise to power.
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| No holy water can wash me clean
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| No angel of mercy to hear my screams
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| Into your embrace, I’m ever driven
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| And in your arms, unforgiven.
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| You’ve got to rise to power
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| Rise to power
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| Baby, you’ve got to rise power
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| You’ve got to rise to power
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| Rise to power
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| The whole world’s watching, there’s a gunman in the tower
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| Baby, you’ve got to rise to power. |