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We should be headin' for the top now |
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We've have a hundred thousand years |
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We should've found a little heaven in our soul |
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That should've washed away the tears |
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Instead we're wasted all the time |
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And there's a thousand ways to cry |
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And in our haste to find a little more from life |
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We didn't notice that we'd died |
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And we'll be losin' all the time |
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We'll be choking back the tears |
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And we'll be seein' only white light in our mind |
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And it's been blinding us for years |
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She got a rhythm in her soul |
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She got a rainbow in her eyes |
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She gotta little bit of hurtin' deep inside |
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And its hurt you're gonna try |
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And I've been shooting up my time |
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I've been holdin' down the fear |
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We should be headin' for the top now little child |
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But I've been rotting here for years |
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And we'll be calling the dark |
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I'll be holding back the shame |
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We should be headin' for the top now little child |
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But she'll be dancing on your grave |
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And I'll be calling for a god |
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I'll be calling out for more |
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And I've been given all the riches in my heart |
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That she'll be selling at the door |
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She got a heavy duty soul |
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She got a twinkle in her eye |
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And she's polluting all the air waves with her song |
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And it's a song I'm gonna buy |
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And then she comes into my room |
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She caught me messin' on the floor |
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She got a little bit of heaven in her soul |
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That got me crawlin' back for more |
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She got a rumour in her heart |
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She got a twinkle in her eye |
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She got a little bit of hurtin' deep inside |
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And it's a hurt I'm gonna try |
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But her ambition's such a drag |
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She made a coffin for my dreams |
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And now I'm losing all I had now |
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To stay in love by any means |
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And I'm forgettin' all the time |
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I should've photographed my mind |
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She got a little bit of heaven deep inside |
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And its a heaven I should find |
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And there's a stagger in our walk |
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And there's a stutter in our name |
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And you'll be seeing only white light |
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And there'll be nothing more to gain |
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We should be headin' for the top now |
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We've had a hundred thousand years |
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Instead we're losing all we got now |
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To cry a hundred thousand tears |
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We should be heading for the top now |
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But we'll be crawling on the floor |
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Instead we're losing all we got now |
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To cry a hundred thousand more |
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Mary, Mary quite contrary |
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How does your future go? |
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Backstreet dealin' |
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Midnight stealin' |
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Oh does your mother know? |
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Sadie, Sadie |
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Quite the lady |
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How does your fortune grow? |
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Fixin' hustlin' |
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Pimpin' cussin' |
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Don't let the damage show |
