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Standing on the rocks gazing across the blue lagoon |
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Sing me a melancholy melody from your moon |
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The metropolis is growling with bulldozers and vacuums |
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I don't believe in magic but I do believe in you |
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Yes you, who do not operate at escalator speed |
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Yes you, who function way above all our collective leagues |
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While I run on a treadmill like a lab rat on a wheel |
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From no one to nowhere brainwashed by your weird showreel |
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Strike me like a thunderbolt |
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Strike me with a billion volts |
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I'm a commoner gagging out for common assault |
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Strike me psycho, thunderbolt |
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I see strange shadows shoot across my bedroom at night |
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Sirens swirl in neon worlds and get me all excited |
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I leave my room on a moonbeam to the ministry of sound |
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We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through town |
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And the gods are drunk |
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Snorting stardust |
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They feast on our fears |
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And spunk on our trust |
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But paradise is ours |
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If we will it |
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Paradise is ours |
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If we build it |
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Strike me like a thunderbolt |
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Strike me with a billion volts |
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I'm a commoner gagging out for common assault |
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Strike me psycho, thunderbolt |
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Thunderbolt (Thunderbolt Thunderbolt..) |
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Thunderbolt (Thunderbolt Thunderbolt..) |
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Strike me like a thunderbolt |
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Strike me with a billion volts |
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I'm a commoner gagging out for common assault |
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Strike me psycho, thunderbolt |
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Standing on the rocks gazing across the blue lagoon |
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Sing me a melancholy melody from your moon |
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The metropolis is growling with bulldozers and vacuums |
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I don't believe in magic but I do believe in you |
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Yes you, who do not operate at escalator speed |
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Yes you, who function way above all our collective leagues |
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While I run on a treadmill like a lab rat on a wheel |
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From no one to nowhere brainwashed by your weird showreel |
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I see strange shadows shoot across my bedroom at night |
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Sirens swirl in neon worlds and get me all excited |
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I leave my room on a moonbeam to the ministry of sound |
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We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through town |
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We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through town |
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We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through town |
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We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through town |
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We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through town |
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We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through town |
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We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through town |
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We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through town |
