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 I met you in 82, over a crate of beer and not a few  I cracked a can and so did you, we're going to change the world  The ghetto kings of downside town-the estates and parks of our hallowed ground  Doing anything that we found, and on the river flowed 
  You'd take a drink from Rev. Jimmy Jones You'd cross the street on the path the gunman roams  Thrown aside and left to waste, that was you - you knew your place  Wander round, get off your face, and on the river flowed
  On and on the river flow - we are the undertow  On and on the river flow - we are the undertow 
  I don't know how you made it through all the smoke and brew you do  It sure has left its mark on you but you're still with us today  Life goes on and round we go and words can kill these things I know  Sometimes you cut deeply so, but on the river flows
  You'd set the table for barber Sweeney Todd  You'd clip the wings of any rising god  But man can't live on hope alone, it can be cut all that is grown Broke your spirit but not your bones and on the river flows 
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  You're working now - forced to the race  I know it left a bitter taste  But the rising tide had covered your face  Nothing you could do  But I still remember the day you said  That the river flowing through my head  Would take me far or leave me dead  And all you said was true 
	
	
	 
	
		
		
	
	
  
	
			
	   	 
      
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