| What do I do now?
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| All the phone lines are down
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| And nobody is around
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| And the days is coming down
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| What do I do?
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| Thought I call and ask you
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| Or invite you over
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| For a little fun but you were gone
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| And the fundamental’s gone
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| What you gave me?
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| All I can remember
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| Only thing I know
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| Is that this fear inside
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| Giving me one
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| All of the time
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| Call and I’m gone
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| Should be making some noise by now
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| And it’s a time that we treasure man
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| And we be having a saw I know
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| And it’s too easy to call our hands
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| Takin' in with the ones I know
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| And it’s time to pack it in Should be making some noise by now
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| And it’s a time that we treasure man
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| When I wait around
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| For the underground
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| And it brings me down
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| To the show downtown
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| I’ll try to gives us all a chance
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| And I’ll try to find the good in the gone
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| Want someone, better late than never
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| We will find a good one, we all fail again
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| And get the sweet subside
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| Getting the feeling now
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| All of the time
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| Yelling at someone
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| Should be making some noise by now
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| And it’s a time that we treasure man
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| And maybe having a saw I know
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| And it’s too easy to call our hands
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| Taking in with the ones I know
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| And it’s time to pack it in Maybe having a saw I know
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| And it’s too easy to call our hands
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| Should be making some noise by now
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| And it’s a time that we treasure man
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| We’ve been having a saw I know
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| And it’s too easy to call our hands
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| Maybe having a saw I know
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| And it’s too easy to call our hands |