| Woah-oh, woah-oh
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| Woah-oh, woah-oh
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| We flew and touched the sun
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| But we couldn’t hold it
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| We touched nearly everyone
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| But now you’ve gone and sold it
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| With a Midas touch you tried
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| But I was screaming on the outside
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| And all the plans we made
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| Just shadows in the glade
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| Rebrand it
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| Never forget the past
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| Rebrand it
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| And always show some class
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| Rebrand it
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| But that past forged this future
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| Rebrand it
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| And these words are the suture
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| Woah-oh, woah-oh
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| Woah-oh, woah-oh
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| Just killing time
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| With a song
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| For my past and present too
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| And you know what they said
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| Well some of it was true
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| Just killing time
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| This made me who I am
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| I owe it to those roots to grow
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| To make a line in the sand
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| This is my Alamo
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| And I’ll be winning
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| The moral is real
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| The turntable’s spinning
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| Rebrand it
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| Never forget the past
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| Rebrand it
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| And always show some class
|
| Rebrand it
|
| But that past forged this future
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| Rebrand it
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| And these words are the suture
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| Sail on sail on
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| Sail on
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| Yeah I’m sailing on
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| The past is beautiful
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| But I’m not content to stay there
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| I carry it with me
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| A sacred trust
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| May our best days be ahead
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| May we smile when we’re dead
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| May we conquer new horizons
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| May we see that new day rising
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| May our best days be ahead
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| May we smile when we’re dead
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| Rebrand it
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| Never forget the past
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| Rebrand it
|
| And always show some class
|
| Rebrand it
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| But that past forged this future
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| Rebrand it
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| And these words are the suture
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| Rebrand it
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| Forge the future
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| Rebrand it
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| Forge the future |