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They try to trace her in the town |
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Appeal for information on the local news |
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Someone must have missed her by now |
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A mother or a father or a friendly face to talk her down |
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She's heading for the great escape |
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Heading for the rave |
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Heading for the permanent holiday ... |
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I. Wave |
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Hold your breath 'till you feel it begin |
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Here it comes |
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Do you feel that? |
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Feel this? |
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Get used to it |
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She had the face of the Statue of Liberty |
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Oh free me |
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The fire and ice of Amazon and Eskimo |
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Take me home |
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The edge and the glance of high fashion |
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Ask me about next year |
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II. Mad |
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Tell me I'm mad |
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How should I know |
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Tell me I'm mad |
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I have been here for so long |
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Help me paint a picture |
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They say it's a lie |
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Tell me I'm mad |
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You're a fine one to decide |
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Burn me in the fires of wild heaven |
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Like it never never never would stop |
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Tell me I'm mad |
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Tell me I imagined that |
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Was it something I didn't say? |
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Or was it something I said |
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Leave that stuff alone |
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Use me instead |
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I know I'm always falling off the edge of the world |
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I got space in my bed |
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You've got Egypt in your head |
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I've got a headful of Troy |
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Chandeliers and Charlemagne |
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Fireworks and toys |
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III. The Opium Den |
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"Hold your breath till you feel it begin |
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Here it comes |
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Get used to it" |
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But you sleep like a ghost with me |
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It's as simple as that |
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So tell me I'm mad |
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Roll me up and breathe me in |
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Come to my madness |
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My opium den |
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Come to my madness |
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Make sense of it again |
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IV. The Slide |
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Make a drug of my senses |
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I'll get you out of your head |
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I'm sick for you |
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Love wastes us together |
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Love holds us together |
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Love folds us together |
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Flowers |
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V. Standing in the Swing |
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I don't know what you're doing here |
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When there's murder on the street |
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I appreciate your concern |
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But don't waste your time on me |
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I'm ashes on the water now |
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Somewhere far away |
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You think you came here just in time |
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But you're twenty years too late |
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You won't have long to wait |
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"Easy, you said I was easy. This world sharpens teeth. Eat your words..." |