| And who said that demons do not exist on earth?
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| Aha, no one? |
| But whose is that voice from within me?
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| When the party is over
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| And the dogs party at the chef
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| Please do not turn off the lights
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| (And it's just "Rock Me Amadeus")
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| And I dreamed I was standing in a ball
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| With Wayne Coyne
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| (Yeah you gotta be the body, so much body body)
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| Fell in love with a killer, the sun shone (Yeah, light the fire)
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| And she spoke, louder though it had already gone down
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| And can you feel it rushing through every cell?
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| And just let it spin a little more
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| Do not turn off the lights, do not turn off the lights
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| Please do not turn off the lights, do not turn off the lights
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| Do not turn off the lights, please do not turn off the lights
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| Do not turn off the lights, please do not turn off the lights
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| Okay, astronaut, I think I see your point
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| continue
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| I wanted to hear the sound of No Problem
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| Wanted a break from pain
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| I wanted to make life as beautiful as we thought it would be
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| But me and Captain Midnight
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| We just drifted freely on the Atlantic
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| The pirates took anchor
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| A wreck on a wreck
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| With coke in the cargo
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| Was rescued by a sad turtle
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| Ride a horse cripple into a desert
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| Got lost until I only had snow around
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| Is it the beginning or the end?
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| Oh Hare Hare Krishna Hare!
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| This is life
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| First a pat on the cheek and then a Danish skull
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| And can you feel it rushing through every cell?
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| And just let it spin a little more
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| Do not turn off the lights, do not turn off the lights
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| Please do not turn off the lights, do not turn off the lights
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| Do not turn off the lights, please do not turn off the lights
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| Do not turn off the lights, please do not turn off the lights
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| (Would you not be able to write a song about something real? Yes, pay bills,
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| repayments, refuel the car, take out a mortgage, instead.)
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| I’m telling you man
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| Sure as shit
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| I wake up in the light of rock'n'roll's last flash
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| (Uhh, it's almost impossible to believe in you Håkan)
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| Oh no, and took over the levers
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| Held course towards China
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| And if anyone hears me down there, help me land
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| Find a place to rest your mind
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| At a pimp in Mecca
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| Which made me a booser
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| And trampled by a thousand Gandhis
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| And sat in the rain in a wheelchair
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| Leave the glue in my face
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| And bakis play their last solo
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| Chance away your chance tjabo
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| But tell the truth to City and take it tomorrow morning
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| Okay, always different forms of the same holy shit |