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All the skies opened up |
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And now they're mentioning your name |
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In connection with a drowning when you're just saying - "Ah, let it come down!" |
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So you stole that |
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Schwinn And rode right in to the |
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Winner's Circle of the |
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Sun... Now |
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Mile-End is claiming - "You're one of those! Take off those clothes! You're one of them!"... |
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But you won't... |
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I couldn't turn around. |
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I couldn't wrap my head around it... |
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Best to forget that things change, |
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Hanging outside in the rain is |
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OK... I walked into the festival. |
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Did these cacophonies please you? |
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Hey, they pleased me too... |
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While we still had our sight, but don't look now, people, |
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Here comes the |
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Night... Here comes the |
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Night... I heard those traps you've been living off of (and on) have come undone... |
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I heard you only poach to save your children... |
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Well save it... |
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Cause a real thief (Thief! Thief! Thief! Thief! Thief!) thieves... |
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I couldn't turn around... |
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Or phrase it as a question... 'cause when it comes to that prize a temple your size was too big... |
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I walked into |
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Festival... (I know you know) |
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The Festival of |
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Symphonies pleased you... |
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They pleased me too... |
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Back when we still had our sight, |
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But don't look now, |
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Angel, here comes the |
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Night... Here comes the |
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Night... |
