| What ever happens right now
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| Ever happens now
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| What ever happens right now
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| Your respect’s a dépêche-mode
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| Imposing what you are
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| It’s not that you really care
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| You justify your crime
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| You hold the line
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| This is not the way to call on loud
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| This is not the way to let it down
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| This is not the way to hang it out
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| O man it’s appalling your calling’s a lie
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| You call on my empathy
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| Whenever you have none
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| Your ether sensation bugs me
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| To you it’s fun stirring up the crowd
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| This is not the way to call on loud
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| This is not the way to let it down
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| This is not the way to hang it out
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| O man it’s appalling your calling’s a lie
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| «Scotty, beam me up, beam me up»
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| Your harshness it grows on me
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| It really gets me down
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| No blood lines nor family ground
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| Will ever answer for
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| These lines you crown
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| This is not the way to call on loud
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| This is not the way to let it down
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| This is not the way to hang it out
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| O man it’s appalling your calling’s a lie
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| What ever happens right now
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| Ever happens now
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| What ever happens right now
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| «Beam me up, scotty, beam me up» |