| Roman-candle cruisers lighting up the trees
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| Crackle from the radios and voices in the breeze
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| The raiders come at sundown
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| «It's the law, son, clear the beach»
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| A message in a bottle
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| Yeah we thought this was heaven
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| Explore the apocalypse
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| Come build something with me love
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| At the end of the world
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| It’s the end of the world
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| Watching the sun slip out of touch
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| Pinker than paradise, redder than blood
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| 300 stairs back to civilization
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| I’ll sit on the beach till thy put me in cuffs
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| Cemetry city the truth about where I grew up
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| Songs I loved to sing revealed themselves as requiems
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| A virgin place, the cleanest slate and all the whitest lies
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| For 27 years I guess my mind was occupied
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| Yeah the clubs are all closing
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| It’s time for everyone to find their homes
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| The street spirits stumble in circles
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| «It was here I could’ve sworn»
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| «It was here I could’ve sworn»
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| Watching the sun slip out of touch
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| Pinker than paradise, redder than blood
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| 300 stairs back to civilization
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| I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs
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| Totem park is dark now and we’re piling in the car
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| 4 squished in the back and through the sunroof there’s the stars
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| We had our reservations, yeah we knew something wasn’t right
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| But we drove around the edge of them and went on with our lives
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| Watching the sun slip out of touch
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| Pinker than paradise, redder than blood
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| 300 stairs back to civilization
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| I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs
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| I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs
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| I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs
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| I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs (put me in cuffs)
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| I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs (put me in cuffs)
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| 300 stairs back to civilization
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| I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs |