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Try to walk this earth an honest man, but eveil waves at me it's ugly hand. The radar watches me from above, shouting down: "I hope you make it on this earth." Sometimes this world will leave you, lord, kickin and a screamin, wonderin if you'll see the next day through. But as for me I do believe that good luck comes from tryin, so until I get mine I'll work me the whole day through Aus Songtexte Mania