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When I step out on the street |
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All the papers speak to me |
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Telling me about the truth on pages |
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Fish are dying out again |
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Michael Jackson had a friend |
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I should not forget to spend my wages |
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That's how everybody knows what everybody knows about |
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Everybody are the bodes that we all know about |
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Where are all the people at |
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Someone's paying for the fare |
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Why hasn't it exploded yet |
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Invisible |
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Where are all the people at |
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Someone's paying for the fare |
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Why hasn't it exploded yet |
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It's Invisible |
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Obama: Showbiz |
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Jesus: Showbiz |
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Art: Showbiz |
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Democracy: Showbiz |
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Sex: Showbiz |
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Iraq: Showbiz |
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Memories: Showbiz |
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Sophie Hunger: Showbiz |
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I don't know what it is that it is behind the curtain |
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There is something out there burning and is unspoken |
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Where are all the people at |
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Someone's paying for the fare |
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Why hasn't it exploded yet |
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Invisible |
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Where are all the people at |
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Someone's paying for the fare |
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Why hasn't it exploded yet |
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Invisible |
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Where are all the people at |
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Someone's paying for the fare |
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Why hasn't it exploded yet |
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Invisible |
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Where are all the people at |
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Someone's paying for the fare |
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Why hasn't it exploded yet |
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It's Invisible |
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Somewhere in the Hindukush |
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Lives the greatest poet |
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Scribbling signs into to the dust |
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We would never know it |
