| And in the land where I grew up Into the bosom of technology
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| I kept my feelings to myself
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| Until the perfect moment comes
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| Then into your bloodstream I will go Until I turn into a part of you
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| Flooding the garden of delights
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| That was a long long time ago
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| That was a long long time ago
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| It’s not the ending of the world
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| It’s only the closing of a discotheque
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| I used to go three times a week
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| But that was a long long time ago
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| Yeah, that was a long long time ago
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| And that roaring that you hear
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| Is only the blood that circles constantly
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| No it is not applause my dear
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| No, that was a long long time ago
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| That was a long long time ago
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| Ooh, oh ooh
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| In between stations I can hear
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| A million possibilities
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| It’s only the singing of the stars
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| That burned out a long long time ago
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| They burned out a long long time ago
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| Ooh, oh ooh |