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Wash away all the lines on face that show how you've aged
a long way down, your back's been broken, you can't make the rounds
The are turned as the litany goes...
You're a rotten old man be covered in dirt
On knees, and pray to the maker that caused you to bleed.

Turn back the on the clock
You're a bitter old man done nothing but work
Your to the bone on the assembly lines
You've grown to the touch of the ones that you love
is something you can't overcome
But you've passed it on and that's something much worse
For a bitter young man... is now taking the
A bitter young man... is now taking the

Silent scorn, you've it out on the ones you adore
Inside rage, they've left you before but come back again
pray for you with all their love
But this time your indifference just can't be
Forced amends, well it's something you'll die but it goes on for them...

Turn back the hand on the
You're a old man who's done nothing but work
Your hands to the bone on the assembly
grown cold to the touch of the ones that you love
Ignorance is something you overcome
But you've passed it on down and something much worse
For a bitter young man... has now taken the
A bitter young man... has now taken the