Intro: Bb5  Eb5  Bb5  F5  Bb5  Eb5  Bb5  F5  (x2)
 
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A child who was raised by an unworthy hand, 
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Has less of a chance of being a man. 
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Well try to remember and then understand, 
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Why a mother would cry while her husband lay dead. 
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Shot down by the gun of a runaway train, 
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'Cause life in the fast lane, it all ends the same. 
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Well the same children's lives, they will always regret, 
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Are the children who never forget. 


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A man ends up tired and walking alone, 
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On a street corner singing for a penny a song. 
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What he cannot remember, was never his own, 
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Thats the answer he gave when he speaks of his home. 
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Well the streets of my life I don't know anymore, 
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Where the children are junkies and the ladies are whores. 
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Well the same children's lives, they will always regret, 
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Are the children who never forget. 
 

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Goodnight, goodnight sweet child. 
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Why don't you dream with the angels, to forget for a while? 
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To forget of the life, thats been handed to you, 
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Where everything's real, yet nothing is true. 
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Well perhaps you can change what the cards always read, 
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For the children who never forget. 


Bb5  Eb5  Bb5  F5  Bb5  Eb5  Bb5  F5 
INSTRUMENTAL 


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For a time they were counting you out of this race, 
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You stood up like a champion that had fallen with grace. 
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Never showing the anguish that covered your face, 
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You were raped and forgotten, left to die in disgrace. 
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Shot down by the gun of a runaway train, 
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'Cause life in the fast lane, it all ends the same. 
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Well the same children's lives, they will always regret, 
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Are the children who never forget. 


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Goodnight, goodnight sweet child. 
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Why don't you dream with the angels, to forget for a while? 
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To forget of the life, thats been handed to you, 
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Where everything's real, yet nothing is true. 
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Well perhaps you can change what the cards always read, 
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For the children who never forget. 


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Goodnight, goodnight sweet child. 
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Why don't you dream with the angels, to forget for a while? 
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To forget of the life, thats been handed to you, 
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Where everything's real, yet nothing is true. 
 
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