Adjectives on the typewriter He moves his words like a prize fighter The frenzied pace of the mind inside the cell
The man on the street might just as well The man on the street might just as well The man on the street might just as well be
Outside, outside the walls Out where you don't hear the echoes and calls But the steel eye, tight jaw Say it all, say it all But the white paint, plastic saints Say it all, say it all, say it all, Say it all, say it all, say it all Say somebody's got to say it all I said somebody has got to say it all
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