| I’m an elevator kid pushing buttons when I wanna go home
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| But my generation hasn’t even got a name of its own
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| We just buy what the TV sells
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| And almost never stop wishing we were somebody else
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| But tonight in the dark
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| I can be myself
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| When Bobby and the Rat-Kings come to play
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| We’ll make 'em stay
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| We’ll make 'em play
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| Play til the stars all fade
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| We’ll make 'em stay til dawn
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| Make 'em play all night til the light
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| Like we’ve never seen nuthin'
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| Like we’ll we’ll never see anybody ever again
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| When the Rat-Kings go away
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| We’ll never be the same
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| Z tried to edit Reddit instead it said it had eaten her phone
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| She goes from tinder to cinder
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| Til she remembers she’s a flame of her own
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| You can almost lose your heart
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| Hoping for something better til it tears you apart
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| While the days get longer and this night won’t start
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| But when Bobby and the Rat-Kings come to play
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| We’ll make 'em stay
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| We’ll make 'em play
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| Play til the stars all fade
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| We’ll make 'em stay til dawn
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| Make 'em play all night til the light
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| Like we’ve never seen nuthin'
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| Like we’ll we’ll never see anybody ever again
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| When the Rat-Kings go away
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| We’ll never be the same again
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| Now Joey’s gotta run for the train
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| Says he’s trying to make it
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| Back to the City by ten
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| And Mike’s on his bike with the motor running
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| I told him trains were running all night right then
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| In the moonlit town after the bridge fell down
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| There were fires and we lost some power
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| So we all dressed up for the ramble
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| And ran those streets long past the witching hour
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| I saw Dorothy in drag
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| Taking the Tin Man for a ride
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| And then Z the Cat said she knew where to go
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| Then she kissed me without a thought
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| And said «Sometimes memories are all that we got
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| So come on boy, let’s make some at the show»
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| So there’s some leather-wrapped Fender-strapped kid
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| With a pick-finger twitch
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| He’s got a recipe for radio or rain
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| I don’t know which
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| In the shadows when the lights are dowsed
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| The cinder kids flare while they twist and shout
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| We’re the sparks in the dark
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| That’ll never go out
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| So when Bobby and the Rat-Kings come to play
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| We’ll make 'em stay
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| We’ll make 'em play
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| Play til the stars all fade
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| We’ll make 'em stay til dawn
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| Make 'em play all night til the light
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| Like we’ve never seen nuthin'
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| Like we’ll we’ll never see anybody ever again
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| When the Rat-Kings go away
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| We’ll never be the same again |