| It’s only the end of the world
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| Not a death in the family
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| We’ve seen all the best sights, been on all the best rides
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| At the amusement park-on Saturday
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| We got tongue-tied, after all the best fights
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| Stuff that’s too boring to trash, it’s classless and crass
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| It’s only the end of the world
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| Since the circus left town
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| We’ve been seen kicking round
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| And now every caress, is some cul-de-sac
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| We’ve already been down
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| We’re just moving our lips, making the sound
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| The ground is still spinning, but it’s slowing down
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| It’s only the end of the world
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| Where is the love?
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| Satellites break up in the atmosphere
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| Our ashes are scattered in space
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| All of the answers fall into place
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| It’s only the end of the world
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| Since the circus left town
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| The world just stopped spinning round
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| We’ve seen all the prize fires the Sunday gun-fighters
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| With their heads hanging down
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| We just go were the money goes
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| Your hands turn to dust, the magic is lost
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| It’s only the end of the world
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| Where is the love?
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| It’s only the end of the world
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| It’s only the end of the world
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| The end of the world
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| The end of the world
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| The end of the world
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| The end of the world |