| In paradiscos
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| We get bored of breaking windows
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| Turning beggars into heroes
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| Bodies moving innuendos
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| In paradiscos
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| Looking for only pleasure
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| A little pain, take a measure
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| When you’re a flame that’ll burn forever
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| And forever
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| I’ll burn an effigy out of the past
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| Then our clothes catch fire as we dance
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| And I wonder how long it would last
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| Walking through a room full of broken glass
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| In paradiscos
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| We’ll make a million out of zeroes
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| Split an apple with an arrow
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| Play the violin like Nero
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| In paradiscos
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| Into the eye of a needle
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| You can fly like a mosquito
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| And turn into a million different people
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| In paradiscos
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| I’ll burn an effigy out of the past
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| Then our clothes catch fire as we dance
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| And I wonder how long it can last
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| Walking through the room full of broken glass
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| I’ll burn an effigy out of the past
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| Then our clothes catch fire as we dance
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| And I wonder how long it can last
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| Walking through the room full of broken glass |