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I Still BelieveHear ye, hear ye, friends and Romans, countrymen.Hear ye, hear ye, punks and skins and journeymen Hear ye, hear ye, my sisters and my brethren. The time is coming near. Come ye, come ye, to soulless corporate circus tops. Come ye, come ye, to toilet circuit touring snobs. Come ye, come ye, to bedrooms, bars and bunker squats. The sound is ringing clear. Now who'd have thought that after all, Something as simple as rock 'n' roll would save us all. And who'd have thought that after all, it was rock 'n' roll. Hear ye, hear ye, now anybody could take this stage. Hear ye, hear ye, and make miracles for minimum wage. Hear ye, hear ye, these folk songs for the modern age, Will hold us in their arms. Right here, right now, Elvis brings his children home. |