| You, me, the young Turks by the BU bridge
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| All of the lines are fixed
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| We need to remember what happens if
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| We don’t ride into it
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| Time, look at the time
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| And what we used to be
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| Signs, what are the signs?
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| Nobody here still reads
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| I hear the eschaton
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| I see our stripes on floating ground
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| No matter what we’ve been
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| We are the upshot now
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| I hear the eschaton
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| I see our stripes on floating ground
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| No matter what we’ve been
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| We are the upshot now
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| They’re making martyrs out of tennis stars
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| Did you think they were ours?
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| There’s something in the water Byzantine
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| And everyone’s down stream
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| Time, they all know the time
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| And what we used to be
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| Signs, look at the signs
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| Tell me what you believe
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| I hear the eschaton
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| I see our stripes on floating ground
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| No matter what we’ve been
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| We are the upshot now
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| I hear the eschaton
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| I see our stripes on floating ground
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| No matter what we’ve been
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| We are the upshot now
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| We are the upshot now
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| I hear the eschaton
|
| I see our stripes on floating ground
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| No matter what we’ve been
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| We are the upshot now
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| I hear the eschaton
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| I see our stripes on floating ground
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| No matter what we’ve been
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| We are the upshot now |