The Jokes On You

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Slaves On Dope - Rock

The Jokes On You

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The hill you have to climb is steep and high It's getting harder to see The ship is sinking and you cannot swim Hands waving in the air... End of the race Red in the face Cause you cannot keep up with the pace You're a disgrace And despicable Exhausted you collapse into the mud Eyes burning from your tears You crawl your way back up to your feet Only to fall back... End of the race Red in the face 'Cause you cannot keep up with the pace You're a disgrace And despicable Vanity case You've been replaced So you better learn how to embrace That lonely place, so predictable I don't think the audience would disagree You wouldn't be here without me You pound your chest like you just won the war The joke's on you But you think the joke's on me Fighting an enemy that's invisible This ends the love affair...

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