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We've got a steampunk revolution |
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We're tired of all your so-called evolution |
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We've darted back to 1886 |
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Don't ask us why; that's how we get our kicks |
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Out with the new |
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In with the old |
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Out with the new |
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In with the old |
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Our underworld isn't filled with fear |
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Just brass and copper, leather scrap, and rusty gear |
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You can keep your hip-hop techno-pop-rock schleppin-dub |
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I'm on my way to a coal-powered underground vintage pub |
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We've got a steampunk revolution |
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We're tired of all your so-called evolution |
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We've darted back to 1886 |
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Don't ask us why; that's how we get our kicks |
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Out with the new |
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In with the old |
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Out with the new |
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In with the old |
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Your subculture shops at the mall |
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We build ours with blowtorch, needle, thread, and leather awl |
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With our antique clock parts we've taken all arts, fine art to fashion |
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And now we're spreading worldwide to circle the globe with a furious passion |
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We've got a steampunk revolution |
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We're tired of all your so-called evolution |
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We've darted back to 1886 |
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Don't ask us why; that's how we get our kicks |
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We've got a steampunk revolution |
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We're tired of all your so-called evolution |
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We've darted back to 1886 |
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Don't ask us why; that's how we get our kicks |
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Out with the new |
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In with the old |
