| Times are strange
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| We’ve got a free upgrade
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| For snakes on a plane
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| Fuck 'em, I don’t care
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| Pop the cheap champagne
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| We’re going down in flames, hey
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| Oh! |
| I’m ready for it
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| Come on, bring it!
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| So kiss me goodbye
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| Honey, I’m gonna make it out alive
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| So kiss me goodbye
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| I can see the venom in your eyes
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| Goodbye
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| It’s time to fly
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| Tonight the sky’s alive
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| With lizards serpentine
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| Lounging in their suits and ties
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| Watch the whore’s parade
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| For the price of fame, hey
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| Oh! |
| I’m ready for it
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| Come on, bring it!
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| So kiss me goodbye
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| Honey, I’m gonna make it out alive
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| So kiss me goodbye
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| I can see the venom in your eyes
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| So kiss me goodbye
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| Honey, I’m gonna make it out alive
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| So kiss me goodbye
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| I can see the venom in your eyes
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| Goodbye
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| Ladies and gentlemen,
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| These snakes is slitherin'
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| With dollar signs in they eyes
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| With tongues so reptilians
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| This industry’s venomous
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| With cold-blooded sentiments
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| No need for nervousness
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| It’s just a little turbulence
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| So kiss me goodbye
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| Honey, I’m gonna make it out alive
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| So kiss me goodbye
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| I can see the venom in your eyes
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| So kiss me goodbye
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| Honey, I’m gonna make it out alive
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| So kiss me goodbye
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| I can see the venom in your eyes
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| Goodbye
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| Oh! |
| I’m ready for it
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| Come on, bring it!
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| We seem to be losing altitude at an alarming pace
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| From midtown to downtown
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| Snakes on a blog
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| I suggest you grab your ankles and kiss your ass goodbye |