| You’re kicking on back when the zig-zag put you on the floor
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| But the Beach Boys bring that endless summer to your room
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| From the dive bar you can make it to that sold-out show
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| And you want that sacred love, won’t you just make it so
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| But if things stop and lock down
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| Got to bend that ear near to the ground
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| And every time you get lost, get found
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| And when you raise up that glass, drink it down
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| Like hand-written mail we’re just tales that are soon forgotten
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| Sink your teeth in the flesh of this new horizon
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| Had 'em screaming out «Oh, my Lord»
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| Being cannonball, bringing all hell to the board
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| Being cannonball
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| Cannonball
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| Got me screaming out «Oh, my Lord»
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| I’m a cannonball, bringing all hell to the floor
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| Through the rooftop, through that gridlock, through the alleyways
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| If the world’s your canvas, just pick up that brush and paint
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| If you’re caught between a rock and me and watch you wait
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| Better find another route, don’t even fucking hate
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| I’ll follow ya
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| As if you were my lover
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| Yeah even if the dance is lost
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| And we’re all going under
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| Like hand-written mail we’re just tales that are soon forgotten
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| Sink your teeth in the flesh of this new horizon
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| Had 'em screaming out «Oh, my Lord»
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| Be a cannonball, bringing all hell to the board
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| Be cannonball
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| Cannonball
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| Got me screaming out «Oh, my Lord»
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| I’m a cannonball, bringing all hell to the floor
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| Cannonball
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| Oh coming down
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| You know you got me
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| Bringing all hell to the board
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| Cannonball
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| Bringing all hell to the board
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| Cannonball
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| Bringing all hell to the board
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| Bringing all hell to the board
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| Got me screaming out «Oh, my Lord»
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| I’m a cannonball, bringing all hell to the floor
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| Cannonball |