| Hang on to me my love
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| We’ve only got 100 years
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| And then it’s time to face the truth
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| Naked judge and naked flesh
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| We’ll build memories of us
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| Lavish plots and little time
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| We’ll believe in what we trust
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| But we don’t know what we don’t know
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| Tell me now, who are you listening to?
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| (oo oo oo), tell me now, (oo) why not me?
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| Tell me now, who are you listening to?
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| (oo oo oo), tell me now, (oo) why not me?
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| Hang on to me my love
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| We only have what we design
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| And all the angst and all concern
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| Leave them here and watch them burn
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| Tell me now, who are you listening to?
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| (oo oo oo), tell me now, (oo) why not me?
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| Tell me now, who are you listening to?
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| (oo oo oo), tell me now, (oo) why not me?
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| And the truth it came
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| And truth it went … away yay yay yay
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| And the truth it came
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| And went… away yay yay yay yay yay
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| And the truth it came
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| And truth it went … away yay yay yay
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| And the truth it went… away yay yay yay
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| Tell me now, who are you listening to?
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| (oo oo oo), tell me now, (oo) why not me?
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| Tell me now, who are you listening to?
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| (oo oo oo), tell me now, (oo) why not me? |