[00:13.79]He''''s got a broken voice and a twisted smile,
[00:20.73]Guess he''''s been that way for quite awhile,
[00:27.41]Got blood on his shoes and mud on his brim,
[00:34.45]Did he do it to himself or was it done to him?
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[00:54.54]Now people think he don''''t look well,
[01:01.29]But all he needs from what I can tell,
[01:08.01]Is someone to help wash away all the paint,
[01:14.77]From his purple hands before it gets too late.
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[01:35.74]I saw him stand alone ...
[01:38.54]under a broke street light,
[01:42.58]So sincere ... singing silent night,
[01:48.26]But the trees were full ...
[01:51.71]and the grass was green,
[01:54.90]It was the sweetest thing I had ever seen.
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[02:15.48]He may move slow,
[02:22.37]That don''''t mean he''''s going nowhere,
[02:29.05]He may be moving slow,
[02:35.75]That don''''t mean he''''s going nowhere.