| Well I’ve turned it up, can you hear me now?
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| We can heed beyond the plans allowed
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| Get fired up and in the town
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| We need to make a greater sound
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| In anger all we’re disavowed
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| No need to scream yet bleed the shout
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| Spent too long so deep in doubt
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| Now it’s the only thing to sing about
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| So talk it over with your brothers and sisters in the night
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| Undercover until darkness intercedes in light
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| When we gonna make a start?
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| Fire it up, fire it up
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| When we gonna find our heart?
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| Fire it up, fire it up
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| When we gonna make life art?
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| Fire it up, fire it up
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| When we gonna don our armor?
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| Fire it up, fire it up
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| Fire it up
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| And I can’t believe in this place and time
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| That we fail to read the simple signs
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| Survey it all it’s yours and mine
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| But the spark has yet the fire to light
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| So talk it over with your brothers and sisters in the night
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| Undercover until darkness intercedes in light
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| When we gonna make a start?
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| Fire it up, fire it up
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| When we gonna find our heart?
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| Fire it up, fire it up
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| When we gonna make life art?
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| Fire it up, fire it up
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| When we gonna don our armor?
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| Fire it up, fire it up
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| Fire it up |