Paroles Man In The Crowd de Chris Knox

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Well the man in the crowd who is so well endowed
Is both honoured and proud to present what he's found and it's hard
But he's lost in the blend of a world without end
And his only true friend cannot bend to the task cause he's pissed
Yeah he's pisses as a fart

So he bobs snd he weaves wipes his nose on his sleeve
And he tries to relieve himself there on the street and he falls
And they stand on his face as they rush for his place
And a big guy gets maced by some feminist ace who has clearly,
Yeah she's clearly got balls

But we're different from them we're the creme de la creme
They're not fit to lay phlegm on the hem of your secondhand dress
Sure you're finer than me by a minor degree
But I hope that you'll see that it's we who can be so much more, so much more than the rest

Yeah, yeah, I know what you said, you'd be better off dead
Than to crawl into bed with an ill-bred old bastard like me
But I'd just like to say that I'm close to okay
When you look at the fakers and fuckers who prey on the love, on the love that you need
On the need to be love and adored to be never ignored
To be drilled and be bored til you're just like the hordes we abhor

Yeah those men in the street
Who all dance to a beat built for double left feet are completely devoid of all worth
Whether stupid or drunk, hooked on lotto or junk
They're all sniveling punks who have sunk to they're jowls in the festering, in the festering earth

So embrace me with pride take your place by my side
I have long been denied and I've tried hard to be so sincere
And I'll fill you with love like a hand in a glove
And by Jesus above I will shove aside all of your pain, all your pain and your fear

All your pain and your fear will subside as we take off and ride
Through the infinite skies as the man in the street disappears

And all will be made clear
Your grin will spread from ear to ear
When you see what has been done in your name, in your name

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