| I’ve been feeling disconnected
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| From the town where I come from
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| I spend my whole life chasing a fantasy
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| I spend my whole life on the run
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| Every year we make a promise
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| Same time, same place
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| All the old friends are back in town
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| And we say grace
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| Heavenly Father
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| We want to thank you
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| Bless us these thy gifts that we receive
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| Heavenly Father
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| Please forgive us
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| They call it a pub crawl
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| 'Cause the night will bring us to our knees
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| (One, two, three, four!)
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| Around 5pm, there’s 11 of us
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| Throwin' credit cards into a hat
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| And we pull them out like the lottery
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| Seeing who picks up the tab
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| We’ll have a drink and get on with the next
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| It’s a marathon and it’s sprint
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| Maria’s dancin' around and she’s singing Mariah
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| Getting kicked out of bar number six
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| Heavenly Father
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| Can I call you daddy?
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| Can you take me to the promised land tonight?
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| Sister Maria came back through the side door
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| They call it a pub crawl
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| Under Christmas
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| Lights shining oh so bright
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| Taxis lining up outside
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| Heading down to Barton St
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| Greg won’t pay for anything
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| No he won’t pitch in a dime
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| Will he walk or take the ride?
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| To cheap with too much pride
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| There he goes walking out into the night
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| And it’s like clockwork
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| (And it’s like clockwork)
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| As we’re coming up on midnight
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| (Coming up on midnight)
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| Jules is dancing on dancing with his shirt off
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| And Max is about to cry
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| (I'm about to cry)
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| And I always want to stay this close (So close)
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| As the years go flying by (By, by)
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| We get to the 12th bar
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| (What's it called)
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| It’s called Five Star
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| And we’ll sing it one more time
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| Heavenly Father
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| We want to thank you
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| Bless us these thy gifts that we receive
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| Heavenly Father
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| Please forgive us
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| They call it a pub crawl
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| The night will bring us to our knees
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| The night will bring us to our knees |