On a cold night
Of a happy holiday,
You'd expect to see him
With his family.
But instead he listens
To his fellow friends
Going out again
Going out to 'Hell'.

Outside he's happy
He looks full of himself,
He's got his pictures
Of his loved ones
On his desk.

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Now he's in work
Right out of town
His family's alone,
He's alone
I see his face
He's crying on his bed,
He may be rich
But deep inside
He's poorer than the poor.

I know this guy
I've known him since I was young,
Look where he works
Just look at how he's dressed.
And when you meet him
Walking on the street,
Don't forget to complement
On his new look.

Outside he's happy...

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