What
can I say?
The
truth just lying somewhere
One
eagle flying high
He
thinks he is the only one
Now
birds of the same feathers
Taking
off to the sky
“What
I tell you?
They
can't tell the difference”
The
lies often repeat over times
Swear
in God's name everything is fine
A
long time ago one man did
The
blues gang never came
Others
aren't that lucky
In
the middle of dark morning
The
blues gang knock on doors
The
drumbeats rolling on
Now
what can I say?
We
are hit on both sides
We
can feel our pockets empty
And
one eagle flying high
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