Some Folks
Don't need a place, don't need a name. Just need a purpose.
I lost my place in line and think I'll be just fine.
There is no race - no one is chasing you. You're running.
Worry, hurry, worry! Now who's wasting time?
Some folks say the future's bright. Some folks say the end's in sight.
No one says much
I lost my place in line and think I'll be just fine.
There is no race - no one is chasing you. You're running.
Worry, hurry, worry! Now who's wasting time?
Some folks say the future's bright. Some folks say the end's in sight.
No one says much
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Writer(s): Alice Cooper, Alan Gordon, Robert Alan Ezrin
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