| And we put on the cape and fly up the mountain
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| Bored to the teeth of the same old lives
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| You can sit and think excuses
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| But I’ll find out what it’s all about
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| If a man is a coal to throw on the embers
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| Well, I’ll find some that can hold the flame
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| We go running alive into the future
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| But I can’t keep in a straight line
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| And I think I’ve hit the ceiling
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| Of my feelings
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| There’s a beat on the street, but I can’t get in
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| I know we will feel it all happen again
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| Think about the afterparty every now and then
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| I’m feeling right
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| And we put on our clothes and ride out to business
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| You’ll see the beast that can do the least
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| And it brings you to your knees
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| Make no doubt
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| What he’s all about
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| You can sit and think it’s useless
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| Oh, but that won’t fade with the plans he made
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| And I think I’ve hit the ceiling
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| Of my feelings
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| There’s a beat on the street, but I can’t get in
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| I know we will feel it all happen again
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| Think about the afterparty every now and then
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| I’m feeling right
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| Don’t think I care anymore, don’t think I care anymore
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| Don’t think I need you tonight, or anymore, more
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| Don’t think I care anymore, don’t think I care anymore
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| Don’t think I need you tonight, or anymore
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| There’s a beat on the street, but I can’t get in
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| I know we will feel it all happen again
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| Think about the afterparty every now and then
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| I’m feeling right
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| In the age of the ark, see me after dark
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| And tonight we will go for a walk in the park
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| Think about the afterparty and the whole thing starts
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| And the whole thing ends |