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He whistles in the graveyard...
never reads the news
has a place to stay
no bills to pay
still he sings the blues
He's always the outsider...
can never quite fit in
a target at school
for the more cool and cruel
he's told to grow thick skin
Nobody understands him...
can't find a girl of his own
his misplaced rage
becomes Front Page
chills us all to the bone
never reads the news
has a place to stay
no bills to pay
still he sings the blues
He's always the outsider...
can never quite fit in
a target at school
for the more cool and cruel
he's told to grow thick skin
Nobody understands him...
can't find a girl of his own
his misplaced rage
becomes Front Page
chills us all to the bone
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