[Verse 1]
You picked up a guitar and sang
You've got both of your mother's long hands
Your fingers will reach in the words that you preach
Oh reach far in an innocent land

Now you're thinkin' of starting a band
Your mother's already a fan
But as soon as you blink, you'll get lost in your drink
And think once you were an innocent man

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[Verse 2]
But that fan in your band hurts your head
And you imagine him all kinds of dead
As you slit open his throat with the blood on his coat
Oh, he looks just like an innocent man

So you thought you might visit Japan
And get away from the troubles at hand
But the sun setting late, you're not resigned to your fate
Will they believe you're an innocent man?
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