| They’re digging for gold in my neighborhood
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| (Gold rush)
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| Where all the old buildings stood
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| (Gold rush)
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| And they keep digging it down and down
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| (Gold rush)
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| So that their cars can live underground
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| (Gold rush)
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| The swinging of a wrecking ball
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| (Gold rush)
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| Through these lathe and plaster walls
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| (Gold rush)
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| Is letting all the shadows free
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| (Gold rush)
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| The ones I wished still followed me
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| Change
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| (Followed me, followed me)
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| Please don’t change
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| Stay
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| (Followed me, followed me)
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| Stay the same
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| (Gold rush)
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| I remember a winter’s night
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| (Gold rush)
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| When we kissed beneath the street lamp light
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| (Gold rush)
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| Outside our bar near the record store
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| (Gold rush)
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| That have been condos for a year or more
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| (Gold rush)
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| And now that our haunts have taken flight
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| (Gold rush)
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| And been replaced with construction sites
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| (Gold rush)
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| Oh, how I feel like a stranger here
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| (Gold rush)
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| Searching for something that’s disappeared
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| (Gold rush)
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| They’re digging for gold in my neighborhood
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| (Gold rush)
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| For what they say is the greater good
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| (Gold rush)
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| But all I see is a long goodbye
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| (Gold rush)
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| A requiem for a skyline
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| (Gold rush)
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| It seems I never stop losing you
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| (Gold rush)
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| As every dive becomes something new
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| (Gold rush)
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| And all our ghosts get swept away
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| (Gold rush)
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| It didn’t used to be this way
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| (Gold rush)
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| Change
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| (Be this way, be this way)
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| Please don’t change
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| Stay
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| (Be this way, be this way)
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| Stay the same
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| Cranes
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| (Be this way, be this way)
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| Devour the light
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| Strange
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| (Be this way, be this way)
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| Appetites
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| I’ve ascribed these monuments
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| A false sense of permanence
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| I’ve placed faith in geography
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| To hold you in my memory
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| (Gold rush)
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| I’m sifting through these wreckage piles
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| (Gold rush)
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| Through the rubble of bricks and wires
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| (Gold rush)
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| Looking for something I’ll never find
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| (Gold rush)
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| Looking for something I’ll never find
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| (Gold rush)
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| They’re digging for gold in my neighborhood
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| (Gold rush)
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| Where all the old buildings stood
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| (Gold rush)
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| And they keep digging it down and down
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| (Gold rush)
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| So that their cars can live underground
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| (Gold rush)
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| It seems I never stop losing you
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| (Gold rush)
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| As every dive becomes something new
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| (Gold rush)
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| And all our ghosts get swept away
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| (Gold rush)
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| It didn’t used to be this way
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| (Change, please don’t change)
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| (Gold rush)
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| It didn’t used to be this way
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| (Gold rush)
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| It didn’t used to be this way
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| (Gold rush)
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| It didn’t used to be this way
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| (Gold rush)
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| It didn’t used to be this way
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| (Stay, stay the same)
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| (Gold rush)
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| It didn’t used to be this way
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| (Gold rush)
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| It didn’t used to be this way
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| (Gold rush)
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| It didn’t used to be this way
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| (Gold rush)
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| It didn’t used to be this way
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| (Change, please don’t change)
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| (Gold rush)
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| (Gold rush)
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| (Gold rush)
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| (Gold rush)
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| (Stay, stay the same)
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| (Gold rush)
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| (Gold rush) |