| It all starts tonight
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| Tonight’s the night, I guess
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| So let’s go take some drugs
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| And let’s go have some sex
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| The first time it’s alright
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| The future starts tonight
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| And you cannot make everything alright
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| But you could stop being wrong
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| Tonight
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| Tonight
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| And someone’s gettin' born and someone’s gettin' killed
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| Somebody falls in love, somebody falls from a window sill
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| But you, you just sit tight
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| Hidin' out from life
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| Ooh, and you cannot set the world to right
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| But you could stop being wrong
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| Ooh, tonight
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| Yeah, tonight
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| Oh well, the past devours the future, the world is changin' shape
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| And someone’s gettin' a piercin' done for goodness sake
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| Tonight, tonight, tonight
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| Yeah, tonight
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| Oh and all the culture vultures and all the snot nosed kids
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| And all the so called artists, wannabes and never did’s
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| You claim you’re not involved, but you’re in up to your neck
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| The night belongs to lovers, so show some respect
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| Ooh and you cannot set the world to rights
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| But you could stop being wrong
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| Oh, tonight (x5)
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| Tonight |