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Here on the stage |
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The time has come |
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With the strains of "Be my angels!", of rock in two four |
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Time may keep alive that old swang song |
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That we've been playing forever |
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Till the time maybe right to say goodbye |
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My voice is aching, I'm tongue tired |
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And the sounds we are making are so uninspired |
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Goodnight song, played so wrong |
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Blame the crowd, they scream so loud, so long |
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Get some honesty |
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Take the best of me and then the rest let go |
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In every situation with it's tireless rage |
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Step outside your cage and let the real fool show |
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I should have stayed round to break the ice |
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I thought about it once or twice |
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But nothing ever changes unless there's some pain |
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And our... |
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Goodnight song, played so wrong |
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Blame the crowd, they scream so loud, so long |
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Goodnight song, played so wrong |
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Blame the crowd, they scream so loud, so long |
