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"And you say
Where is my believer
Waiting for the sign
Straight off the ground
With his hands in the air
And the sky for a wire
All tattered and torn
Your feet never bleed
You say never mattered
And the morning found
Your reign is over
In the hour of time
And where's your wide receiver
Over the line

Where's your wide receiver
Over the border
Where's your wide receiver
Over the line
Where's your wide receiver
Over the edge and
Too far forward
Where's your wide receiver
Over the line"