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Holy Mother of God |
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You've got to go faster than that to get to the top. |
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Dirtly old mountain |
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All covered in smoke, she can turn you to stone |
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So you better start doing it right |
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Better start doing it right. |
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You're halfway up and you're halfway down |
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And the pack on your back is turning you around. |
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Throw it away, you won't need it up there, and remember |
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You don't look back whatever you do. |
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Better start doing it right. |
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On your left and on your right |
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Crosses are green and crosses are blue |
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Your friends didn't make it through. |
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Out of the night and out of the dark |
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Into the fire and into the fight |
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Well that's the way the heroes go, Ho! Ho! Ho! |
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Through a crack in Mother Earth, |
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Blazing hot, the molten rock |
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Spills out over the land. |
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And the lava's the lover who licks your boots away, Hey! Hey! Hey! |
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If you don't want to boil as well, |
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B-B-Better start the dance |
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D-D-Do you want to dance with me. |
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The music's playing, the notes are right |
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Put your left foot first and move into the ight. |
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The edge of this hill is the edge of the world |
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And if you're going to cross you better start doing it right |
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Better start doing it right. |
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Let the dance begin. |