| You never were a happy child
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| Not careless not a minute light or lying
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| The more they ran a quicker mile
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| The more your feet would stop and smile
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| The stone collecting knight
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| But there was a corner glow so sober and bright
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| They were their grip on you
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| So you never craved for anything
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| But a lion call or similar ring out yonder
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| Someone was pulling chains up above
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| Like pencils grey turned black
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| Someone offering a sudden way to burn
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| A worthy way out of the flat
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| Big holes blunders or sudden death
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| We went like hip hop hup hop
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| Yeah we all would get to thirty-five
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| But never fire a start
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| We d never think of anything you really ought to be glad
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| Tunnels ain t it funny how
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| Tunnels they make us feel so tall
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| All we did was run and hide
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| Oxygen or hammer fight
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| Posing like a little god
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| That painted all the other hearts white
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| Tunnels are more hidden child
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| Tunnels are more relevant to you
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| A tunnel s never been denied
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| Tunnels could be stealing your youth
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| And waiting for another car
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| No one gave a damn about fools like us
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| With a cold hand in your open shirt
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| You picked and payed your breeze
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| We woke the sunfair line
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| And on the road they amped the mike
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| We spent the time they wrote
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| While blood was waiting for a sign
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| And now we find a way
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| To turn out all those tunnel lights
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| With serial heart confess we fell for sense not size
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| And we ll find an end to it soon
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| But we never got rid of those eyes
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| We were everybody s pervert lies
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| Something you don t talk about with guys
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| We struck a little tunnel road and looked for the whore with style
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| Something was more precious to you every minute filled you
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| You really didn t have to go i really saw a star born in you
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| We re never getting paid to look at the other end
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| We ll never get a velcro stuck smile with these tunnels in mind
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| Cause we never gather anything with light bulbs repulsing our eyes
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| And these tunnels are like mules in spring that’s what we just did
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| So you want to ride a car like that a-tunnelled rock? |