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God it's so high, God it's so high |
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Why don't I fly, why don't I fly |
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Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye |
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Elegant god, elegant sigh |
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Why don't you try, little advice |
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Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye |
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Just you and I, just you and I |
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Sweeter than pie, down in Bondi |
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Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye |
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Summer seaside town in motion |
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Holiday girl down by the ocean |
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Evenings are warm, just before the storm |
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You don't understand that it's all in your hands |
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And the graphs and the charts are pulling us further apart |
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Eight floors/ace stores with their CDs online |
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Crashing in our field, wasting our time |
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And I don't care a bit of a fiddle-de-dee |
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What the phantom power is doing to me |
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It's tracking in the black, such audacity |
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We're not going back and that's that and that's all it can be |
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Lionized cats with their mirrors intact |
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Clawing our sides, tearing our back |
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I never took a potshot at a wounded beast |
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But I guess you never really met the deceased |
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I told all your enemies to come to the feast |
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If it comes to the crunch we'll do lunch with the bunch from the east |
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Cultures holding at the rockets controls |
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Slippery and when ready like this great country scrolls |
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If you're fucking with your enemies, you're killing your friends |
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This is where your reign of terror/pleasure ends |
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I know you'll understand that's a message he sends |
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But it's bad and it's sad and it's mad and I've had to give a dent |
