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Well it's a mixed up picture |
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It's a shook up world |
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Full of fallen angels |
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Angry young men and frightened little girls |
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Yeah and the clock is ticking |
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And the danger lurks |
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And the times have changed |
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Life's gotten cheaper and love usually hurts |
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Come on baby |
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Don't give in |
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Think about some place down the road |
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Don't think about where we've been |
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Don't look back |
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Don't turn around |
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Don't look back |
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Come on baby let's blow this town |
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Don't look back |
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Don't turn to stone |
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Don't look back |
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We're pulling out of the dead zone |
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Now if I was a banker |
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Or if I was a king |
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Or if I was a genius |
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Maybe I could fix this thing |
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Yeah if you grow up fighting |
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If you grow up strong |
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You can have the future |
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Problem is the future's gone |
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The times got tough |
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And the night's so dark |
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But way off in the distance |
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I swear I can see a spark |
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Don't look back |
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Don't turn around |
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Don't look back |
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Come on baby let's blow this town |
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Don't look back |
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Don't turn to stone |
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Don't look back |
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We're pulling out of the dead zone |
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And there's a light on the horizon |
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I'm a burning wheel |
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Come on baby |
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They don't take prisoners |
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And they don't make deals |
