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Stuck in a rut,
Yeah it's my tough luck,
But everywhere I go is the same;
Lines of blank faces in the same old places,
Here I am, here I go again
But you've gotta get through,
Gotta get through,
Paint your face and smile,
Go along with the ruse
You wanna wake up,
Without your make up
That grass ain't greener on the other side,
I gotta quit it, and I admit it,
I'm too sick to waste it
I know, I know you're living in a wasteland,
I know, I know it's true,
I know, I know you're livin' in the city,
With a million others just like you,
So find something new, but never let go
Your souls are standing still,
You've abused free will,
Your brains should be condemned;
We're giving you a choice,
You can make some noise,
Or join the flock with them
But you've gotta get through,
Gotta get through,
Paint your face and smile,
Go along with the ruse
You wanna wake up,
Without your make up
That grass ain't greener on the other side,
I gotta quit it, and I admit it,
I'm too sick to waste it
I know, I know you're living in a wasteland,
I know, I know it's true,
I know, I know you're livin' in the city,
With a million others just like you,
So find something new, but never let go
Walking through the town,
the sights can bring you down,
and make you weak;
Behind the cookie-cutter streets,
You'll find another scene,
A gutter-streak;
I know you, and I know that you'd like it too,
If only you would take a little time,
Give it a try,
And then you'd change your mind
I know, I know you're living in a wasteland,
I know, I know it's true,
I know, I know you're livin' in the city,
With a million others just like you,
So find something new, but never let go
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