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Fred Lyrics

See the people on their way
Going nowhere, waste their day
And it's strange, strange
And so I sit in padded cells
Through the bars, I might as well
And it's strange, strange
Though I'll stay here 'til my end
I'm better off than you, my friend
And it's strange, strange
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