Wish that I had been born long before
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My brother's got me up against the wall
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Of my siblings I'm the lucky one
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Left alive here where there is no sun
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I was put here at the age of four
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Fifty odd years spent behind a door
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One more day and I will be the king
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People will believe it, they'll believe in anything
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See the lions in the cage,
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See the victims of the rage
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Lions,lions in a cage,fifty years behind a wall
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Lions,lions in a cage,see those lions in the cage
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Thirteen yards of dusty dungeon floor
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Is the longest path I've walked before
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They took me out into the glaring sun
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And still they tell me I'm the lucky one
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Single out the weak link in the chain
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A generation damaged in the brain
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I'll lift my head up high and see the sun
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And then when it's my turn, I'll make sure that I spare no one
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See the lions in the cage,
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See the victims of the rage
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Lions,lions in a cage,fifty years behind a wall
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Lions,lions in a cage,see those lions in the cage
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Whose hands are these? They reach in and take my own life
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with my hands... But I've killed my brothers, too.
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When I had to.
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I have no doubt. I have no soul. Whose hands are these?
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Who took away the light? Who has the right? Who gives a damn!
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"Do what you will" shall be the whole of the law!
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Lions In A Cage
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