We'd like to do something for you
It's called "Cinderella Man"
A modest man from Mandrake
Travelled rich to the city
He had a need to discover
A use for his newly found wealth
Because he was human, because he had goodness
'Cause he was moral they called him insane
Delusions of grandeur, visions of splendor
A manic depressive, he walks in the rain
Eyes wide open, heart undefended
Innocence untarnished
Cinderella Man, doing what you can
They can't understand what it means
Cinderella Man, hang on to your plans
Try as they might, they cannot steal your dreams, oh-oh
In the betrayal of his love, he awakened
To face a world of cold reality
And a look in the eyes of the hungry
Awakened him to what he could do
He held up his riches to challenge the hungry
Purposeful motion for one so insane
They tried to fight him, just couldn't beat him
This manic depressive who walks in the rain
Cinderella Man, doing what you can
They can't understand what it means
Cinderella Man, hang on to your plans
Try as they might, they cannot steal your dreams, yeah
Thank you very much, London
I'll see you next time through tonight
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