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Go |
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Go |
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Go |
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If you smell the smoke |
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You don't need to be told |
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What you got to do |
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Yet there's a certain breed |
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So very in between |
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They'd rather take a vote |
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Running short on time |
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Still they can't decide |
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But we already know |
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That we are here to go |
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We are here to go |
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We are here to go |
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We are here to go |
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We are here to |
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What is really mine |
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Who's at the top of the pile |
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Where does he draw the line |
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Let them figure it out |
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Go on and step across |
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Just remind yourself |
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That we are here to go |
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Go |
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Go |
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Go |
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When it grows too long |
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The tail wags the dog |
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The hand that bites gets fed |
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Troubles multiply |
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The crowd begins to cry |
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For some common sense |
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Let them all dig in |
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When the odds are no win |
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Head for the nearest door |
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'Cause we are here to go |
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We are here to go |
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We are here to go |
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We are here to go |
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We are here to |
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Go |
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Go |
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Go |
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What is really mine |
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Who's at the top of the pile |
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Where does he draw the line |
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Let them figure it out |
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Go on and step across |
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Just remind yourself |
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That we are here to go |
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Go |
