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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMan On The Edge
The freeway is jammedAnd it's backed up for milesThe car is an oven and baking is wildNothing is ever the way it should beWhat we deserve we just don't get you seeA briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edgeEach step gets closer to losing his headIs someone in heaven are they looking down'Cause nothing is fair just you look aroundFalling downFalling downFalling downHe's sick of waiting of lying like thisThere's a hole in the sky for the angels to kissBranded a leper because you don't fitIn the land of the freeYou can live by your witsOnce he built missiles a nations defenceNow he can't even give birthday presentsAcross the city he leaves in his wakeA glimpse of the future a cannibal stateFalling downFalling downFalling down
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