| Where do we go from here?
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| The words are coming out all wierd
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| Where are you now when i need you?
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| Alone on an aeroplane
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| Falling asleep against the window pane
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| My blood will THICKEN.
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| I need to wash myself again to hide all the dirt and pain
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| I’d be scared that there’s nothing underneath
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| And who are my real friends?
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| Have they all got the bends?
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| Am i really sinking this low?
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| My baby’s got the bends
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| We don’t have any real friends
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| I’m just lying in a bar with my drip feed on
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| Talking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happen
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| And i wish it was the sixties
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| I wish i could be happy
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| I wish
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| I wish
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| I wish that something would happen.
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| Where do we go from here?
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| The words are coming out all wierd
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| Where are you now when i need you?
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| They brought in the CIA
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| The tanks and the whole marines to blow me away
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| To blow me sky high.
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| My baby’s got the bends
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| We don’t have any real friends
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| I’m just lying in a bar with my drip feed on
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| Talking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happen
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| And i wish it was the sixties
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| I wish i could be happy
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| I wish
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| I wish
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| I wish that something would happen
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| I want to live and breathe
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| I want to be part of the human race |