| You get hijacked, waitin' at the bus stop
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| By Jesus, who’s workin' at the pawn shop
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| You skate by, barely in the picture
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| But never far from the lens
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| You’d never risk it, inherently self-conscious
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| So twisted, restin' on your haunches
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| So mystic, paintin' in a poncho
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| You better get ready
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| Everybody’s out to have a good time
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| Live it up, like there’s no time left
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| Just like there’s no tomorrow
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| Live it up, like there’s no time left
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| And there’s no time to kill
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| Live it up, like there’s no time left
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| And no time left to borrow
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| Why don’t we try to get it right this time
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| Get it right this time
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| You get worked up, jammed and overloaded
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| Your time’s up, before you even know it
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| You can’t stop, working on the outcome
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| You’re hawkin' your latest sins
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| Put on your backpack, take a trip to nowhere
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| You’re sidetracked, on your way to somewhere
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| You wind up right back where you started
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| You better get ready
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| Everybody’s out to have a good time
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| Live it up, like there’s no time left
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| Just like there’s no tomorrow
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| Live it up, like there’s no time left
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| And there’s no time to kill
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| Live it up, like there’s no time left
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| And no time left to borrow
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| Why don’t we try to get it right this time
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| Get it right this time
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| No reason to worry, even if it isn’t goin' our way
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| Forget about tomorrow, because all we really have is today
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| Live it up, like there’s no time left
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| Just like there’s no tomorrow
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| Live it up, like there’s no time left
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| And there’s no time to kill
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| Live it up, like there’s no time left
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| And no time left to borrow
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| Why don’t we try to get it right
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| Why don’t we try to get it right
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| Why don’t we try to get it right this time
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| Get it right this time
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| Get it right this time
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| Alright |