| I had a dream last night that I was piloting a plane
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| And all the passengers were drunk and insane
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| I crash landed in a Louisiana swamp
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| Shot up a horde of zombies
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| But I come out on top
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| What’s it all about?
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| Guess it just reflects my mood
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| Sitting in the dirt
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| Feeling kind of hurt
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| All I hear is doom and gloom
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| And all is darkness in my room
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| Through the light, your face I see
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| Baby take a chance
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| Baby won’t you dance with me
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| Lost all that treasure in an overseas war
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| It just goes to show you don’t get what you paid for
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| Bowing to the rich you worry about the poor
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| Put my feet up on the couch and lock all the doors
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| What’s that funky noise
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| That’s the tightening of the screws
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| Sitting in the dirt
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| Feeling kind of hurt
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| All I hear is doom and gloom
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| But when those drums go boom boom boom
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| Through the night, your face I see
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| Baby take a chance
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| Baby won’t you dance with me
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| Yeah!
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| Baby won’t you dance with me
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| Ah yeah
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| Fracking deep for oil but there’s nothing in the sump
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| The kids are all picking at the garbage dump
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| I’m running out of water so I better prime the pump
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| I’m trying to stay sober but I end up drunk
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| We’ll be eating dirt
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| Living on the side of the road
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| There’s some food for thought
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| Kind of makes your head explode
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| Feeling kind of hurt
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| But all I hear is doom and gloom
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| And all is darkness in my room
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| Through the night, your face I see
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| Baby, take a chance
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| Baby won’t you dance with me
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| Yeah!
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| Baby, take a chance
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| Baby won’t you dance with me
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| Sitting in the dirt
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| Feeling kind of hurt
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| Baby won’t you dance,
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| Won’t you dance with me. |