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Intro

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You never said it was a bed of roses

But you never said it was a bed of nails

You never told me 'bout the rubber hoses

Or how unsteady were the justice scales

 I need the wild truth

 The wild truth

 The wild truth

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On the street there are a billion people

They got no love, they got no hope

They got no youth, they got no beauty

They're looking backwards through a telescope

 They need the wild truth

 The wild truth

 The wild truth

Whatever happened to the man walking down the street

 With his hands in his pockets whistling a tune?

Science fiction and nostalgia have become the same thing

I don't know how to make any choices anymore, I mean,

Who do I vote for? I get the feeling that as soon as

 Something appears in the paper it ceases to be true

I have to meet the man who can crack this world of justice

 Like a safe. Someone with the courage to allow room for

 Good things to run wild

 Into the wild truth

 The wild truth

 The wild truth

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We don't need no voodoo stories

From no magic president

Who tries to make a dream a fait accompli

By using phantoms for his evidence

 We need the wild truth

 The wild truth

 The wild truth

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I tell a hundred thousand lies that twist me

Into the noise where I hide my sin

My shame and scandal pull me down and kiss me

I can't live a life that might have been

 I need the wild truth

 The wild truth

 The wild truth

Are we supposed to take all this greed and fear and hatred seriously?

  It's like watching dust settle it never changes, it's too consistent

Mercy is not consistent it's like the wind, it goes where it will.

 Mercy is comic, and it's the only thing worth taking seriously

 I need the wild truth

 The wild truth

 The wild truth

 The wild truth