| The show is over
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| Still hear the ringing in your ears
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| Another day on the road and no time for fears
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| The lights turned off
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| The stage is cleared and empty
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| The enery level you had turned down completely
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| PRE-CHORUS:
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| Hots nights of thunder
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| All fists up in the air
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| CHORUS:
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| We are the wild creation
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| And we will rock this town
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| We gonna rock the nation
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| So shout it out loud
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| A thousand miles away from home
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| You’re locked inside the circus
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| Stragefright you try to stay cool and not getting nervous
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| The countdown starts, a few second to go, all hell breaks loose
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| And you’re giving all that you can and sometimes even more
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| PRE CHORUS:
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| Hots nights of thunder
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| All fists up in the air
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| CHORUS:
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| We are the wild creation
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| And we will rock this town
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| We gonna rock the nation
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| And there is no doubt
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| We are no strange sensation
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| But wanna teach you loud
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| We gonna rock the nation
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| And there is no doubt
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| This is your life and it means all to you
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| This is your life for breaking the rules |