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Come unto me my winter son |
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We could lie on the rails |
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And when the morning comes |
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We'll be miles away, miles away |
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Slipping away while the city sleeps |
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Running away from this cruel disease |
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Miles away, miles away |
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Modern boys, modern boys |
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Hand in hand |
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Sick of the fear |
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Chasing away all the hungry years |
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We're the modern boys |
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Come unto me my sickly thing |
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We could lie on the rails |
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But to really win |
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We'll just drive away, drive away |
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Yes the world calls my international |
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So let the decades die |
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Let the parties fall |
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And we'll be miles away, miles away |
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'Cos we'll be living like |
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Modern boys, modern boys |
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Hand in hand |
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Sick of the fear |
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Chasing away all the hungry years |
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We're the modern boys, modern boys |
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Into the night, under the stars |
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Jumping the lights in the silent cars |
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He's on your left |
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I'm on your right |
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It's so easy in the concrete night |