| At the start of the news day, the fires begin
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| In words and in pictures, but I’m not listening
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| I’m not taking it in
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| I’m going to go to the country, where nothing goes on Going to bury my head, where I can’t hear the sound of bombs
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| Playing along
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| Me, I’m just playing along
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| You and I, so many good people all
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| Just playing along
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| I’m going to go to a bar, where is the jukebox is on Going to shut out the noise, with a rock’n’roll song
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| Playing along
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| Till I can’t even think
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| Tell us a tale of the proud and the free
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| Sing us a swingtime American melody
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| From 'Follow The Fleet'
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| Me, I’m just playing along
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| You and I, a billion people all
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| Just playing along
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| Till I can’t even think
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| Till I can’t even think
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| Till I can’t even think
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| Till I can’t even think
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| Till I can’t even think
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| Till I can’t even think
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| Till I can’t even think
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| Till I can’t even think
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| I’m going to turn up the volume
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| Till I can’t even think |