| There’ll be fireworks tonight
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| Everybody’s on their knees
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| Admiration for the one
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| Riot in a dead-end street
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| Don’t be afraid to hear his voice
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| Tells you lies you wanna hear
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| You just listen and obey
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| Got the ticket in your hand
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| A new religion for the mob
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| For everyone to understand
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| We’re all just clockwork toys tonight
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| And salvation is drawing near
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| The snow covered opera tonight
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| Enchanted with dilated eyes
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| Living in a rat race
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| Dying in a rat race
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| Burning in the stream again
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| Why should I dare to break away
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| Living in a rat race
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| Living in a rat race
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| I got sulfur in my veins
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| Devil watching through my eyes
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| I got beauty I got brains
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| And there’s no one to defy
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| I’ve got the power in my fingers
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| And the opera in my hands
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| The onset of winter tonight
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| The mirror it gives me a smile
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| Living in a rat race
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| Dying in the rat race
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| Burning in the stream again
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| Why should I dare to break away
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| Speeding in the rat race
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| Bleeding in the rat chase
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| Burning in the stream again
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| Why should I dare to break away
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| Living in the rat race
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| Dying in the race
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| Burning in the stream again
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| Why should I dare to break away
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| Speeding in the rat race
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| Bleeding in the rat chase
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| Burning in the stream again
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| Why should I dare to break away |