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When worlds collide, the best of us |
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Won't be here with the rest of us |
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They'll drop before the paint has dried |
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When worlds collide, when worlds collide |
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The young today, |
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I must confess |
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Have lost the path of righteousness |
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By settling for something less |
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The smarty pants, they fail to see |
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The posture of morality |
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Is just like common currency |
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That's the way it works for me |
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So I dress like a blushing bride |
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Because my every move is sanctified |
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By claiming |
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God is on my side |
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When worlds collide, when worlds collide |
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When worlds collide, the virtuous |
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Will have to take the shuttle bus |
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But we in limousines shall ride |
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When worlds collide, when worlds collide |
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These kids today, they have no pluck |
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Don't know the value of a buck |
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They think all politicians suck |
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But managing economies |
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Is one of my best qualities |
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Especially to friends like these |
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I can favor the ones |
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I please And if the mandate should be denied me |
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Then there's always something kept aside |
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If you have grease then you can slide |
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When worlds collide, when worlds collide |
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When worlds collide, the devious, |
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The cunning, and mischevious |
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Will mourn the moral men who died |
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When worlds collide, when worlds collide |
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The youth today, |
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I must relate |
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Have not learned to appreciate |
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The pleasures of the city-state |
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They waste themselves on drugs and sex |
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And boogieing in discotheques |
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I'll take them by their bleach-blond necks |
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And conscript those |
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I don't reject |
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Then I'll serve them butchered and fried |
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For our commander can sleep satisfied |
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While someone's licking one's backside |
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When worlds collide, when worlds collide |