VERSE 2:
Now I'm towing my car, there's a hole in the roof,
My possessions are causing me suspicion but there's no proof
In the paper today tales of war and of waste,
But you turn right over to the TV page
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VERSE 3:
Now I'm walking again to the beat of a drum,
And I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart
Only the shadows ahead barely clearing the roof,
Get to know the feeling of liberation and release
REPEAT CHORUS:
OUTRO:
Don't Let Them Win, Don't Let Them Win, Don't Let Them Win