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I've seen it all, |
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every gallery and concert hall, |
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those long-dead faces |
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and melodies i've heard before. |
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And when we reach the end, |
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What's the point behind it all? |
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Light entertainment so we forget the place we're in. |
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I've been paying close attention, |
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I've been on the edge of my seat, |
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waiting for an answer to, |
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the question that's been on my mind. |
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I can't enjoy this entertainment, |
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I can't enjoy myself because, |
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I'm concentrating too hard on, |
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not questioning what's going on. |
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We do our finest work, |
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in surroundings decay. |
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And now I find myself imagining the end. |
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Bricks crumbling. |
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The roof is finally caving in. |
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I knew this day would come, |
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but I thought I'd be out of here. |
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After all, |
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we'll start again. |
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You're calling out |
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the shot. |
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And all because, |
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the things we are, |
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we're waiting out, |
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the war. |
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I've been paying close attention, |
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I've been on the edge of my seat. |
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Waiting for, |
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Yeah I've been waiting for. |
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I can't enjoy this entertainment, |
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I can't enjoy myself because, |
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I'm concentrating, |
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we're not questioning, |
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ohhhhhhhh. |
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After all, |
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we'll start again. |
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You're calling out |
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the shot. |
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And all because, |
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the things we are, |
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we're waiting out, |
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the war. |
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I've seen it all, (After all) |
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every gallery and concert hall, (we'll start again) |
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those long-dead faces (You're calling out) |
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and melodies i've heard before. (the shot) |
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And when we reach the end, (and all because) |
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What's the point behind it all? (the things we are) |
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Light entertainment so we forget we're here. (we're waiting out, the war). |
