I've got a million to choose from A million ways things could be In dull moments I feel like There's a million options I see The trouble is choosing one The trouble is doing one A slave in the fields one night He's running along Gets far enough to be a free man And he's feeling so strong That's how actions should be Freeing Step after step is our only choice in a walk When we run at the mouth we jump back and forth There's only one place I'm going There's only one destiny And if my mind tells me otherwise Then it's a poor guide for me All of the energy in life Is nothing more than a spark in a fire The whole course of time is the blink of an eye Rain in the slums Ah Yom Into the cards Ahm Yum Rain in the slums Ah Yom Into another world Ahm Yum
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