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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizePeople Of The Pride
People on the leftPeople on the rightYou got a lion insidePeople of the prideLet's goThere's a man who swears he's GodUnbelievers will be shotThere's a man who walks aroundLike he owns the fuckin' lotThere's a man who takes his timeFrom his homemade cuckoo clockAnd he makes us march aroundTick tock, tick tock, tick tock, ohThere's a crocodile cross-eyedThere's a turnin' of the tideWe're no longer goin' to fight forSome old crook and all his crimesThere's a sewin' up of ragsInto revolution flagsGot to stand up to be countedBe an anthem for your timesIt's just workIt's just workIt's not easy and we could all be blown apartBut heaven is a fire escapeWe try to cling to in the darkIt's just work, believe meStill, my beatin' heartWe'll all be free to fall in loveWith who we want and sayYeah, Yeah, YeahPeople of the pride
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