& you thought important was the way to be
You'll never find the song within you
Preoccupied you were with bein' free
You know the day's gonna come
A man finds his soul is on the run
(ain't that fun)
Nothin' matters, it's all lies
(ain't that nice)
Find yourself a jail
Only prisoners can sing
Find yourself a crutch
Only crippled ones can't swing
They told you you're so damn important & you thought important was the way to be You'll never find the song within you Preoccupied you were with bein' free You know the day's gonna come A man finds his soul is on the run (ain't that fun) Nothin' matters, it's all lies (ain't that nice) Find yourself a jail Only prisoners can sing Find yourself a crutch Only crippled ones can't swing Explain Request ×
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