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Welcome to this empty ministry of plenty |
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As I'm sure you know |
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We're clearly on display here |
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To remind you should you stray from here |
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Or decide to roam |
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Dossers dream of gossamer |
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And kissing with tongues |
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Well, they're falling in love with anyone |
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Races from all places and that under one sun |
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Well it sure was no fun |
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So I got up and ran, ran, ran from Mungo City |
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Mungo City, where are you? |
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You make us gray when skies are blue |
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Mungo City in the sky |
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Keeps a watchful eye on you and I |
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Don't think you're even thinking |
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Even though you're thinking, keep it underground |
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They're sending out distress codes |
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And playing with you're mind though |
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You won't hear a sound |
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Nazis in the Japanese cars from Japan |
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Well, they're falling in love if only they can |
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I'm telling you the tribesman wouldn't stand for this, man |
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Well, it sure was no scam |
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So I got up and ran, ran, ran from Mungo City |
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Mungo City, where are you? |
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You make us gray when skies are blue |
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Mungo City, in the sky |
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Keeps a watchful eye on you tonight |
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Mungo City, where are you? |
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You make us gray when skies are blue |
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Mungo City in the sky |
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Keeps a watchful eye on you and I |
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Mungo City, where are you? |
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You make us gray when skies are blue |
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Mungo City in the sky |
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Keeps a watchful eye on you and I |
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Mungo City, where are you? |
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You make us gray when skies are blue |
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Mungo City, where are you? |
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You make us gray when skies are blue |
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Mungo City, where are you? |
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You make us gray when skies are blue |
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Mungo City, where are you? |
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You make us gray when skies are blue |
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Mungo City, where are you? |
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You make us gray when skies are blue |
