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There's a bump in the basement* |
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There's a knocking on the wall |
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In the pumping of the pistons |
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I swear I heard your call |
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There's a bump in the basement |
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There's a hole in the floor |
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There's a guard in the garden |
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Locking up the door |
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There's a rumble in the floorboards |
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No shutting out the sound |
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And the workers are below me digging underground |
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Feel the building all around me |
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Like a wrap of armored skin |
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But the more we are protected |
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The more we're trapped within |
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We're building up and up |
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We're building up and up |
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We're building up and up |
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We're building up and up |
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Till we can touch the sky |
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Tell it like it is |
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Till there's no misunderstanding |
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When you strip it right back |
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Man feed machine |
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Machine feed man |
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Tell it like it is |
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Till there's no misunderstanding |
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Make up what you like |
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Man fed machine |
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Machine feed man |
