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You know what it is | Yeah! | Oh, oh
You know what it is Yeah! Oh, oh Walking down a corridor In an introverted daze He said, "Watch out, the night is young" He sent the soldiers home Much to their dismay All except the guilty ones Time to teach a lesson With the six-string and the sticks That he was still the master And not some magic trick, no Oh Hear me now Step into a phone booth Where all illusions die The truth comes out To acknowledge or deny Movie stars and bank tellers Single moms and the drunk fellas Some easier to tease, some harder to please Still he tries (oh yeah) The whispering of tyrants Their selves are going heard He's marching with them over Without a single word Watch him now Ooh, watch him go Watch him now Uh Yeah, that's it Oh Guilty ones Oh Yeah Generation to generation Let it be upheld Who I really am Only time will tell To the almighty life force That grows stronger with every course Yes, give praise lest she be among The guilty ones Oh Come on Behold the damaged ones Walking down a corridor The battle has been won All hail to the matadors That give praise to the sun The guilty ones The guilty ones The guilty ones The guilty ones Go! (Na-na-na) oh yeah Oh yeah (na-na)
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