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Man on the Edge (Iron Maiden)

The freeway is jammed And it's backed up for miles The car is an oven and baking is wild Nothing is ever the way it should be What we deserve we just don't get "TO" see A briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge Each step "GETS" closer to losing his head Is someone in heaven are they looking down Cause nothing is fair just you look around Falling down Falling down Falling down He's sick of waiting of lying like this There's a hole in the sky for the angels to kiss Branded a leper because you don't fit In the land of the free you "JUST" live by your wits Once he built missiles a nation's defence Now he can't even give birthday presents Accross the city he leaves in his wake A glimpse of the future a cannibal state