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This rock-star trip. Some serious ship |
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White-knuckle journey blackened my |
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eye and cut my lip |
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Better to be a doctor or a man who |
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walks the earth |
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Hedonistic laughing boys |
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What's any of it worth?... |
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Look at myself |
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Look at myself |
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Escaped to the car |
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Drove to a bar somewhere |
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The beautiful game |
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Such a thin line between love and hate |
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Look at myself |
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Look at myself |
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Mr. Taurus ate a thesaurus |
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Made the girls cry and skipped straight |
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to the chorus |
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Mr. Taurus had a great fall |
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All the King's horses where no good |
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at all |
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No good at all |
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Here's one I broke earlier |
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I broke earlier |
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Woke up in a spaceship of shimmering gold |
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Tutenkhamen sleeping |
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Should'a left him alone |
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Floating round in Orion |
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Arrow pointing to heaven |
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Between all the planets |
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Out in the cold |
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Everyone I love |
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Everyone I love |
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Everyone I love lives somewhere else |
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And I have time to look at myself |
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Look at myself |
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Look at myself |
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And I've seen enough |
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I've seen enough |
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Everyone I love lives somewhere else. |
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Everyone I love lives somewhere else. |
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Somewhere Else |
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Somewhere Else |
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Somewhere Else |
