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    Yesterday is just a dream I don't remember
    Tomorrow, still a hope I've yet to endure
    I'm out of time, I'm out of rhyme, I'm out of reason
    Season's change and leave me out in the cold,
    The story's old, the tale been told by many scholar
    Got a fistful of dollar and pocketful of love
    God above if you hear me cryin'
    I've tried to sell my soul but no one's buyin'
    Lord, strike me down now if I'm lyin'
    Bronx Style Bob: Lord strike me down (3x)
    It's gettin' cold It's time for dyin'

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    Come on and watch me shine
    Like the world is mine (check it out) today
    Come on and watch me shine (check it out)
    Like the world is mine today
    Watch me shine (check it out)

    Let the man who's free from sin
    Bronx Style Bob: free from sin
    Cast the first stone and begin the violence
    Bronx Style Bob: begin the violence
    Let the man whose words ring true
    Speak on up till his voice breaks through the silence
    Bronx Style Bob: through the silence
    Let the ones who lose their way
    Live to see just one more day in the sunshine
    Bronx Style Bob: La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa
    Let the ones who choose to stray
    Recognize the prize they'll pay In their lifetime
    Bronx Style Bob: in their lifetime (2x)

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    Sittin' you wait for my roads to cross
    You nail me down and you watch me bleed
    Bronx Style Bob: watch me bleed
    So lay my head against the earth
    Plant my body like a seed
    Bronx Style Bob: plant my body like a seed
    You can't always get the things you want, love (check it out)
    Bronx Style Bob: tell me what you want
    Get what you deserve or maybe what you need
    Bronx Style Bob: Uh, tell me what you need
    So fill my hole with precious dirt, love
    Till the soil and part the weed

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    Composición: Erik Schrody

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