Word Gets Around
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Word Gets Around
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He's been knocked down
He's been fucked up
Betrayed and he thought he'd never laugh again
He's been spat on
He's been turned off
Disdained and he thought he'd never love again
He's been broken down
He's been messed around
Put in his place with a smack in the face
He's been stabbed in the back
He's been sneak attacked
Now he hates the whole goddamned human race
And his back's up against the wall once more
With his heart on his sleeve and his head in his hands
He dreams all the dreams of an innocent man
Of the birds and the bees and the TV screen
Word gets around in every town
He's been knocked down
He's been fucked up
Betrayed and he thought he'd never love again
He's been spat on
He's been turned off
Disdained and he thought he'd never laugh again
With his eyes so bright and his new blue jeans
His head's on right and he's full of dreams
But the years between have been black and blue
My friend, what are we coming to?
And his back's up against the wall once more
With his heart on his sleeve and his head in his hands
He dreams all the dreams of an innocent man
Of the birds and the bees and the TV screen
Word gets around in every town
In every town word gets around
He's been knocked down
He's been fucked up
Betrayed and he thought he'd never love again
He's been spat on
He's been turned off
Disdained and he thought he'd never laugh again
He still looks for love
He still dreams of home
He tells tall tales of what might have been
But he fucked up once
And he fucked up thrice
Now he's back out on the road again
And his backs' up against the wall once more
Son of a bitch don't know what he is fighting for
You can pick and choose
With his heart on his sleeve and his head in his hands
He dreams all the dreams of an innocent man
Of the birds and the bees and the TV screen
Word gets around in every town
Now everybody knows and there's no home
There's nowhere left to go
You're all alone
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