| You want to go out Friday
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| And you want to go forever
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| You know that sounds childish
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| That you’ve dreamt of alligators
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| You hope that we are with you
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| And you hope you’re recoginezed
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| You want to go forever
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| You see it in my eyes
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| I’m lost in the confusion
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| And it doesn’t seem to matter
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| You really can’t believe it And you hope it’s getting better
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| You want to trust the doctors
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| Their procedure is the best
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| But the last try was a failure
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| And the intern was a mess
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| And they did the same to Matthew
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| And he bled 'til Sunday night
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| They’re saying don’t be frightened
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| But you’re weakened by the sight of it You lock into a pattern
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| And you know that it’s the last ditch
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| You’re trying to see through it And it doesn’t make sense
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| But they’re saying don’t be frightened
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| And they’re killing alligators
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| And they’re hog-tied
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| And accepting of the struggle
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| You want to trust religion
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| And you know it’s allegory
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| But the people who are followers
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| Have written their own story
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| So you look up to the heavens
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| And you hope that it’s a spaceship
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| And it’s something from your childhood
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| You’re thinking don’t be frightened
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| You want to climb the ladder
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| You want to see forever
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| You want to go out Friday
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| And you want to go forever
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| And you want to cross your DNA
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| To cross your DNA with something reptile
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| And you’re questioning the sciences
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| And questioning religion
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| You’re looking like an idiot
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| And you no longer care
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| And you want to bridge the schism,
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| A built-in mechanism to protect you
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| And you’re looking for salvation
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| And you’re looking for deliverance
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| You’re looking like an idiot
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| And you no longer care
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| 'Cause you want to climb the ladder
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| You want to go forever
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| And you want to go out Friday
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| You want to go forever |