| The company have
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| Though the doctors would fall from the sky
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| And buy some, and us to take part
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| if they went on the line
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| refuse traitors in taste
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| But we stood in the car park, where there are decent lakes
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| Over the line I held, hold on my brain
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| The is not to the
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| And accept them and drive around town
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| Because it just isn’t fun, it’s not with us
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| If we go past the sun, this was the company’s original plan
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| drive to safe to a man
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| And the wind got real cold
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| And the sky turned dark gold
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| There and head for the hills
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| 'Cause they’d always known his favorite song
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| And they may down for
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| To catch it with gold dust that is falling through the stars
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| And the dust is so fine that it felt like a fog
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| And the cars then drove off, and the cars were lost
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| They loaded their cars as though grip in fear
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| As visibility worsened, the specters drew near
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| It’s a ballad in starts in suits
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| For jobs that they hated, or were too scared to lose
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| And all across the company, the memos went out
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| So keep your eyes peeled, for the cars driving around
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| And if they’re spotted in your village or town
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| moving, make sure that they slow way down
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| But the cars rolled on and the drivers were humming their own little songs
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| Dreams of their youth, and the fun of their minds
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| There lies stealing some time
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| A year later, in this year’s they found the cars that were trying to disappear
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| The call was given to the company trust and they tried to hunt it down
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| And it flashed into dust |