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Hey Mister Man
Tell me if you can
Where this old road goes
And where it's coming from
Tell me, tell me
Oh please, tell me
I’m no worker bee
Under society's thumb
I've realized
I've been here before
Your old weathered face
Looks familiar to me
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Will I ever ever stop
Walking in circles through
The same misery?
Hey! Hey! Mister Man
Can you draw the line
Between right and wrong
Just like in school
Lay down your song
I swear I’ll believe you
And hang on every word
As a golden rule
No, no, no, Mister Man
Keep it for yourself
Words won't help
Words won't do
Have I hit rock bottom?
Have I hit rock bottom?
The lowest pit
The bitterest brew
My own way
Why upon why
Day by day
I'll learn to fly
The hard way
By and by
Come what may
I'll learn to fly
Hey Mister Man
I once had a bull
He was such a badass
His name was Thunder
He ate so much grass
He ate so much grass
Only to end up
Six feet under
Again, Mister Man
Can you draw the line
Between right and wrong
Just like in school
Lay down your song
I swear I’ll believe you
And hang on every word
As a golden rule
No, no, no, Mister Man
Keep it for yourself
Words won't help
Words won't do
Have I hit rock bottom?
Have I hit rock bottom?
The lowest pit
The bitterest brew
My own way
Why upon why
Day by day
I'll learn to fly
The hard way
By and by
Come what may
I'll learn to fly
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