| So you learn real hard, babe in the woods
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| Fight for your keep cause
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| Deep in the dark wolves rip at your
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| Heart as you lie asleep.
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| Endangered specie of the megahertz
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| Follow the yellow brick road, your
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| Asylum awaits you.
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| Sign on the dotted line.
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| Pirates of the underground, mutiny is in the air.
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| You’re the wind in the sails mother ship
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| Drifters at sea remain to be, till
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| Land which speaks our tongue is found
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| n our way cut the tongues of dragons
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| Breathing fire
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| Ride the waves through the air down below
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| The mire.
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| Preacher man spins backward secret messages
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| What are you looking for? |
| Something your
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| Subconscience can devise
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| Such a sin to disappoint your suspicion
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| Your force is ours there are no hidden lies
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| Tuned out in neutral vegetation, prime time
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| Bleeding hearts howl at the moon.
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| Foul temptress, oh she sings seduction,
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| As vultures feast forbidden fruit.
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| Live an abstract life in your hibernation.
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| A rude awakening for the underdog typhoon,
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| Set the thames on Fire.
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| Climb aboard this man of war
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| She’ll take you far away
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| To a land of fantasy in your imagination. |