Theme #4

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Where there's a will there's a way, 
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I know that's what they say. 
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But sometimes you win, but sometimes you lose, 
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it ain't always up to you. 


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So kill the clich�s, 
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stay drunk for days, 
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"Ace high" to play, you   lose... 
                     C#                     
...may all your dreams pull through 


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Do unto those as you'd have 
     B                    G#m                    C#        
them unto you. 

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Is that just a quote in a book, 
            B                          G#m                       C#        
Stephen King or Herman Wouke? 


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So fix the big game.  
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Falsify     names. 

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Transfer the blame  for    you... 
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...may all your dreams pull through. 


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Raze the windmills in your mind, 
     D#m                       B                        F#                 C#       
and leave your sanity behind. 
     D#m                       B                        F#                 C#       
'Cause once we compromise the quest, 
              Bm                          B                    C#       
we don't always do what's best. 


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So fumble the ball.  
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Get sick in the hall. 
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Get caught sparying walls "fuck you"... 
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...may all your dreams pull through.  


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