This world is driving me crazy.
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Things goin' on make me mad.
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Waiting in the dole queue for money to come down.
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No wonder this boy turned bad.
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I'm gonna write my M. P.
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Say what the fuck's goin on,
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All my life I'm runnin' on empty,
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Watchin' everybody else have fun.
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I'm a victim of circumstance, a victim of circumstance.
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This boy never ever stood a chance, I'm a victim of circumstance,
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whoa - yea!
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See the big fat rich man in his Rolls - Royce;
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Squeaky clean kids by his side.
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I get the shit, they get the chances.
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I get to walk, they get to ride.
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You know I'm your problem boy,
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I never even stood a chance.
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Pent up frustrations runnin' inside me now,
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I'm a victim of circumstance.
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I'm a victim of circumstance, a victim of circumstance.
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This boy never ever stood a chance, I'm a victim of circumstance, ow!
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What you doin' for the workers?
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What you doin' for the unemployed?
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Keep dishin' out money for all those jerkers,
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Can'y say I'm over-joyed.
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So don't mess with my life,
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I've had to scrape and fight.
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Just give me some hope it's gonna get better,
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Maybe I can sleep at night.
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I'm a victim of circumstance, a victim of circumstance.
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This boy never ever stood a chance, I'm a victim of circumstance,
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Ow! Victim of circumstance, victim of circumstance,
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This boy never ever stood a chance. Ah!
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Victim Of Circumstance
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Ten Years After |