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Well, life is for the living and death is for the birds |
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Hell is for children, or so I have heard |
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Now, your soul might leave your body |
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Hurl, straight off in the space |
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Your soul might leave your body |
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Oh, but will catch up again someday |
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I like Sunday mornings and butter on my toast |
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I wanna live forever Jack, forever like that friendly ghost |
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I won't live forever, forever and a day |
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I won't live forever |
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Oh, but will catch up again someday |
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New kingdom |
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Way down in the valley low |
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The valley of the kings |
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They really got you covered good |
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Yeah, they've really thought of everything |
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I hear the music playing |
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Oh, everybody jump and twirl |
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I hear the music playing |
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The blind and the lame and every boy and girl |
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I wanna take you higher |
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Higher than you've ever been before |
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I wanna take you higher |
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Higher than you've ever been before |
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Talkin' new kingdom |
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Where life, it's spring's eternal |
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Wouldn't that be great |
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Everyday there's something treasured deep |
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Another juicy bowl of grapes |
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Pull me in a little closer |
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Oh, I want to feel you against my skin |
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Pull me in a little closer |
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Oh, we may never meet this way again |
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I wanna take you higher |
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Higher than you've ever been before |
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I wanna take you higher |
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Higher than you've ever been before |
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A new kingdom |
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Talkin' new kingdom |
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Higher, higher than you've ever been before |
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Higher, higher, higher, higher |
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Higher, higher |
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New kingdom |
