| I ain t no wide eyed rebelOhbut I ain t no preacher s sonAnd now I see the trouble and all the loving that I ve doneAnd the world ain t no harder than it s ever beenLooking for love in the lies of a lonely friendSo much superstition and so much worry in my heartI need a new religion it s time to make a brand new startAnd the world ain t no easier than it s ever beenLooking for love in the lies of a lonely friendRemember when we were in CaliforniaWe were so much happier thenNow we re back in New York CityLooking for love in the lies of a lonely friendAnd now the clocks are runningAnd no one knows where time goesYou know the moon is stunningIt s only shadows that she showsAnd the world ain t no harder than it s every beenLooking got for love in the lies of a lonely friendI ain t no wide eyed rebelBut I ain t no preacher s son |
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