| Well the old world may be dead
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| Our parents can’t understand
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| But I still love my parents
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| And I still love the old world
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| Oh, I had a New York girlfriend
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| And she couldn’t understand how I could
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| Still love my parents and still love the old world
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| So I told her:
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| I want to keep my place in the old world
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| Keep my plave in the arcane
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| 'Cause I still love my parents and I still love the old world
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| Alright
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| I say old world
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| I say old world
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| I say
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| Well I see a '50's apartment house
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| Bleak in the morning sun
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| But I still love the '50's
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| And I still love the old world
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| I wanna keep my place in the old world
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| Keep my place in the arcane
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| 'Cause I still love my parents and I still love the old world
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| Alright
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| I see the '50's apartment house
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| It’s bleak in the 1970's sun
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| But I still love the '50's
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| And I still love the old world
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| I wanna keep my place in this old world
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| Keep my place in the arcane knowledge
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| And I still love the '50's and I still love the old world
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| Alright now we say bye bye old world
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| Gotta help the new world
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| Oh bye bye
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| I say bye bye bye bye old world |