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Words and |
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Music by Gene |
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Simmons I walk the streets by day. |
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I never know what others say. |
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It doesn't matter anyway. |
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Man Of A Thousand |
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Faces. Man |
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Of A Thousand |
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Faces. Man |
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Of A Thousand |
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Faces. Who's the man? |
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For years, |
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I've lived inside my dreams. |
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Somehow, I've made them really seem... |
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I make my own rules...because |
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I am: Man |
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Of A Thousand |
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Faces. Man |
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Of A Thousand |
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Faces. Man |
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Of A Thousand |
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Faces. Who's the man? |
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INSTRUMENT |
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AL I can put on any |
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Face. You won't know me but, it's no disgrace. |
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The king of night, he understands. |
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Man Of A Thousand |
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Faces. Man |
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Of A Thousand |
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Faces. Man |
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Of A Thousand |
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Faces. Who's the man? |
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Who's the |
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Man Of A Thousand |
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Faces? Who's the |
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Man Of A Thousand |
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Faces? Who's the |
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Man Of A Thousand |
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Faces? |
