| Holy mother of god
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| You’ve got to go faster than that to get to the top
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| Dirty old mountain
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| All covered in smoke, she can turn you to stone
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| So you better start doing it right
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| Better start doing it right
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| You’re halfway up and youre halfway down
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| And the pack on your back is turning you around
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| Throw it away, you won’t need it up there, and remember
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| You dont look back whatever you do
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| Better start doing it right
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| On your left and on your right
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| Crosses are green and crosses are blue
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| Your friends didn’t make it through
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| Out of the night and out of the dark
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| Into the fire and into the fight
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| Well that’s the way the heroes go, ho! |
| ho! |
| ho!
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| Through a crack in mother earth
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| Blazing hot, the molten rock
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| Spills out over the land
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| And the lavas the lover who licks your boots away. |
| hey! |
| hey! |
| hey!
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| If you dont want to boil as well
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| B-b-better start the dance
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| D-d-do you want to dance with me?
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| You better start doing it right
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| The music’s playing, the notes are right
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| Put your left foot first and move into the light
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| The edge of this hill is the edge of the world
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| And if youre going to cross you better start doing it right
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| Better start doing it right
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| You better start doing it right
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| Let the dance begin |