| I’m going to kiss the girls, make them cry
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| Live too fast, still not die — before I get old
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| I’m going to see you raised above this place
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| Watch the moments shine upon your face
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| Before I get old
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| I’ll watch the sun set over every sea
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| From every city wall, every mountain peak
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| Before I get old
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| The Northern Lights and the Southern Cross
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| The harvests and the miles of dust
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| And the blowing wind across the world
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| So wrap this coat around yourself
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| And leave what’s done behind
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| There’s so much left for us to do
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| And yet there’s so little time
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| I’m going to pull the fences to the ground
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| Watch the twisted towers come crumbling down
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| And start again
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| I want to be a hero and a villain and a father and a son
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| Take care of my body and abuse it still
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| Until everything goes numb
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| So let’s make this dance and never fear
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| That there’s any real reason why we’re all here
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| Live real fast, still not die
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| Before I get old |