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Tina Turner |
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Miscellaneous |
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One Of The Living |
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One Of The Living |
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Tina Turner |
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In the desert sun every step that you take could be the final one |
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In the burning heat hanging on the edge of destruction |
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You can't stop the pain of your children crying out in your head |
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They always said that the living would envy the dead |
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So now you're gonna shoot bullets of fire |
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Don't wanna fight but sometimes you've got to |
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You're some soul survivor |
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There's just one thing you've got to know |
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You've got ten more thousand miles to go |
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Because you're one of the living |
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And if we can't stick together |
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One of the living |
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Who's gonna make it tonight |
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Walk tall, cool, collected and savage |
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Walk tall, bruised, sensual, ravaged |
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It's every man for himself, every woman, every child |
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A new breed, ferocious and wild |
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And all they want to do is shoot bullets of fire |
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They wanna fight and sometimes you've got to |
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You're some soul survivor |
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There's just one thing you've got to know |
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You've got ten more thousand years to go |
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Because you're one of the living |
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And if we can't stick together |
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One of the living |
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Who's gonna make it tonight |
