| Life support, keep the curtains wide
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| Shine on to a world where the lemons and yellow
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| And the moon is still a toxic and watery white
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| And every vision is a cocktail sign
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| You couldn’t make it up, make it up
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| Begging to be hypnotised
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| Your silver hair is running down the length of your spine
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| Hydrogen or helium?
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| Which order do I need to breathe them, breathe them?
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| Hydrogen or helium?
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| When it makes no sense to be alive sometimes
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| Rip it up, stop doing the same things twice
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| Stop doing the same things twice
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| Stop doing the same things twice
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| There’s got to be some other structure to life
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| But in the meantime order me another French 75
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| You can be remembered for kindness as you generously decline
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| Like a hotel with a shoe stop sign
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| It’s the universe confused, becoming the form it describes
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| I rented my room above hell just to get the details ahead of time
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| Hydrogen or helium?
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| Which order do I need to breathe them, breathe them?
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| Hydrogen or helium?
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| When it makes no sense to be alive sometimes
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| Rip it up, stop doing the same things twice
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| Stop doing the same things twice
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| Stop doing the same things twice
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| Rip it up, stop doing the same things twice
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| Stop doing the same things twice
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| Stop doing the same things twice
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| Rip it up, stop doing the same things twice
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| Stop doing the same things twice
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| Stop doing the same things twice
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| Rip it up, stop doing the same things twice
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| Stop doing the same things twice
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| Stop doing the same things twice |