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Every mornin' when I wake up, to the noise of honkin' trucks.

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It's half past three and I'm on the bus, the pain it gives me, it's just too much.

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I see a man in ripped up clothes, and he's sittin' there on the side of the road.

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Now I'm feelin' pretty sad, because to that guy, I'm a really rich man.

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But, Heyyy, Its a war in the skyyyyyy (x2)