| Hehuh, waste away waste away
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| Wicked laugh
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| We are bouncing and dancing as you sing your lullaby
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| Shouting «move» when you say «stay»
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| The tune of your flute is a rifle you shoot
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| That lays us all down to be brave
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| They love you we hate you
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| They made you we break you today
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| Breaking away
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| We are painting the walls
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| Making jokes out of laws
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| Hiding sleeping pills under our tongues
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| Shut the light, close the door, we spit them to the floor
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| Then we are humming and strumming and a' banging on drums
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| What did you know when you said we are wasting away?
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| How could you say?
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| How could you say we just waste away, waste away?
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| Big table not big enough
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| How could you say we just waste away, waste away?
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| Humming and strumming and banging, a' banging on drums
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| We will not be lulled into slumber by you
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| We will not be lulled into sleep
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| For we’ve had a taste of this wondrous place
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| And it’s treasures we intended to keep
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| We will not be lulled into slumber
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| We will not be lulled into sleep
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| For we’ve had a taste of this wondrous place
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| And it’s treasures we intended to keep
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| For we’ve had a taste of this wondrous place
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| And it’s treasures we intended to keep
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| So now when they say we just waste away, waste away
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| You can say «Hey it’s not so»
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| Why is it then that we’re growing, and growing, and growing
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| And growing and showing them all what we know?
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| We will not be lulled into slumber by you
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| La-dadada
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| For we’ve had a taste of this wondrous place
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| La-dadada
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| We will not be lulled into sleep
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| For we’ve had a taste of this wondrous place
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| And it’s treasures we intended to keep
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| For we’ve had a taste of this wondrous place
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| And it’s treasures we intended to keep |