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From the mountain tops down to the sunny street, |
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A different drum is playing a different kind of beat. |
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Its like a mystery that never ends. |
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I see you crying and I want to kill your friends. |
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I hear your footsteps in the street, |
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It wont be long before we meet, |
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Its obvious. |
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Just count me in and count me out and |
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Ill be waiting for the shout, |
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Oblivious... |
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Met mo and shes okay, said no-one really changed, |
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Got different badges but they wear them just the same. |
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But down by the ballroom I recognized that flaming fountain |
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In those kindered caring eyes. |
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I hope it haunts me til Im hopeless, |
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I hope it hits you when you go, |
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And sometimes on the edge of sleeping |
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It rises up to let me know its not so deep, |
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Im not so slow. |
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Theyre calling all the shots, theyll call and say they phoned, |
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Theyll call us lonely when were really just alone. |
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And like a funny film, its kinda cute |
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Theyve bought the bullets and theres no-one left to shoot. |
