There's a mountain and it's mighty high
you cannot see the top, unless you fly
There's a molehill, of proven ground
There ain't nowhere 2 go if you hang around
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Everybody wants 2 sell what's already been sold
Everybody wants 2 tell what's already been told
What's the use of money
If you ain't gonna break the mold
Even at the center of the fire, there is cold
And all that glitters ain't gold
And all that glitters ain't gold
There's an ocean, of despair
There are people livin' there
They're unhappy, each and every day
Hell is not fashion, so whatcha tryin' to say?
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There's a lady, 99-years-old
If she led a good life, heaven takes her soul
That's a theory and if you don't want 2 know
Step aside and make a way 4 those who want 2 go...
