I'm not the kind
To be vindictive
Holding some childish grudge.
How could I be?
I'm in the spotlight
Half of the world my judge.

All I demand
Is those I work for,
Those I give all my skills
All my time, and pain,
Those that I entertain.
Give me the same
Compassion in return
But the fools never learn.
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Pity The Child #1 Lyrics

Chess In Concert – Pity The Child #1 Lyrics