| Well, I told you about the total eclipse now
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| But still it caught you unaware
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| But I’m telling you hold on, hold on
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| Tomorrow we’ll be there
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| And even though you went to church upon Sunday
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| You thought you didn’t even have a prayer
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| But I’m telling you hold on, hold on
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| Tomorrow we’ll be there
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| After the fall we’ll be born, born, born again
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| After it all blows away
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| After the fall, after the fall
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| After it all blows away
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| We’ll take a million years of civilization
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| We’re gonna give it the electric chair
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| But I’m telling you hold on, hold on
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| Tomorrow we’ll be there
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| I see a hundred million lonely mutants
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| They are glowing in their dark despair
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| But I’m telling you hold on, hold on
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| Tomorrow we’ll be there
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| (repeat chorus)
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| Well, the freak shall inherit the earth now
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| No matter how well done or rare
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| But I’m telling you hold on, hold on
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| Tomorrow we’ll be there
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| We’ll build our radioactive castles
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| Out in the radioactive air
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| And I’m telling you hold on, hold on
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| Tomorrow we’ll be there
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| (repeat chorus) |