| They still look at you like a lost battalion
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| Calling on all downs that you once made home
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| My apologies to your lost battalion
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| They still look at you like your loss is so great
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| Let’s go, let’s go
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| Let’s go
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| Soft, soft silver bang, like a bank’s hydraulics
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| The air, it hangs its head, and your cat has passed out
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| You polished off your thoughts in the bank’s hydraulics
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| Soft, soft silver bang when the vaults are all shut
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| (Let's go, let’s go)
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| Down, so let down, down again
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| The doubt, it takes you down another step
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| Down, you feel so down that all you think
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| Here comes everybody from the outside
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| They all want the same things that you hate
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| Turn your face back on, crack a smile
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| Here comes everybody you never cared for
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| (Let's go, let’s go)
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| Down, so let down, down again
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| The doubt, it takes you down another step
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| Your only alibi comes just like
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| Let’s go, let’s go
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| They won’t be happy for you
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| (Let's go, let’s go)
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| They won’t be happy for you
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| (Let's go, let’s go)
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| They won’t be happy for you
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| (Let's go, let’s go)
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| They won’t be happy for you
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| (Let's go) |