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The words of an old place and theyâre always in time with his soul.
Though his face be cracked and worn like age-old summer soil.
You know he gave you his hand so you would lift him off that ground,
And no-one wants a hand thatâs rough to touch from, itâs been carrying around.
And every man wants more than he, ever did before.
Heâs still got no way out,
Weâve got no way out,
No way out,
Weâve got no way out of this.
Well he walks though town like a bible prophet,
Knows he owns it all, but sometimes he doesnât bother
No sometimes he doesnât bother
Lord well he knows the dark hearts of men
And heâs been there before
Yeah he wonât go there again,
No yeah, he wonât go there again.
For every man wants more than he, ever did before.
Heâs still got no way out
Weâve got no way out
No way out
Weâve got no way out of this.
So if my eyes turn black and my teeth fall out and my hairs caught up in rags,
Donât give me none of that medicine âcos Iâll spit it right back out.
He tried so hard to fit in but he never really got a chance.
Before he spoke they burnt him, cut him, roped him and finally put him in the ground.
He said âIâve been though war, and Iâve been though law and Iâve climbed that hill so cold
Yeah Iâve been though more than youâll ever know still they never let me go
And every man wants more than he, ever did before
Heâs still got no way out
Weâve got no way out
No way out
Weâve got no way out of this
So if my eyes turn black and my teeth fall out and my hairs caught up in rags
Donât give me none of that medicine âcos Iâll spit it right back out
Oh yeah, Iâll spit it right,
Yeah Iâll spit it right
Oh Iâll spit it right back out.
I will spit it right,
I will spit it right,
I will spit it right back out.