| We took the moon
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| Right from the sky
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| We took it down, caged it in
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| Where forsaken lie
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| But guess we’ve been rats
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| Just long enough
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| Nothing but chewing
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| On those strings of love (yeah)
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| While the moon slips out the door
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| We keep asking back for more
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| It’s what we came here for
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| If she won’t see us anymore
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| Then what will we sing
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| What is it we’ll shout out for
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| Oh leave this trace
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| We’re on the run
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| We’ll keep our ways
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| Hide for no one
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| Guess we’ve been rats
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| For quite a while
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| Lacking of any
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| Decency and style
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| While the moon slips out the door
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| We keep asking back for more
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| It’s what we came here for
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| If she won’t see us anymore
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| Then what will we sing
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| What is it we’ll shout out for
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| Pour it just a little more
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| Pour it just a little more
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| Where are we heading, where are we heading
|
| Guess we’ve been rats
|
| For quite a while
|
| Lacking of any
|
| Decency and style
|
| While the moon slips out the door
|
| We keep asking back for more
|
| It’s what we came here for
|
| If she won’t see us anymore
|
| Then what will we sing
|
| What is it we’ll shout out for
|
| Pour it just a little more
|
| Pour it just a little more
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| Where are we heading, where are we heading
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| Pour it just a little more |