Original lyrics

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Long-lost opinions All the words you can't redeem Don't come round here And be a slave to old ideas Scream hallelujah If it's a thing that helps you breathe Your iron rule has often Had me on my knees You better sharpen that You better sharpen that, because All you have is your axe to grind Grind, grind Round here You better sharpen that You better sharpen that, because All you have is your axe to grind Grind, grind Round here Breaking the silence Like I'm bursting at the seams So many stifled thoughts And long-forgotten dreams Scream hallelujah I can almost taste reprieve Your iron rule has often Had me on my knees You better sharpen that You better sharpen that, because All you have is your axe to grind Grind, grind Round here You better sharpen that You better sharpen that, because All you have is your axe to grind Grind, grind Round here Keep on talking to yourself Cause no one needs to hear the words you reel off Keep on talking to yourself Cause you're gonna have To swing that axe round here Keep on talking to yourself Cause no one needs to hear the words you reel off Keep on talking to yourself Cause you're gonna have to swing that axe round here You better sharpen that, you better Sharpen that, because All you have is your axe to grind Grind, grind Round here You better sharpen that, you better Sharpen that, because All you have is your axe to grind Grind, grind Round here