| Let me tell you something
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| It’s bound to happen — oh yeah
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| Babylon bombs are ready for droppin'
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| From the blackened skies
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| We plant the seeds of destruction
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| That will end us all
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| If we don’t stop the fightin'
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| We ain’t gonna last that long
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| We will meet our extinction
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| By the light of dawn
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| Fear is spreadin' across the nation
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| Fear of the reckoning calls
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| Raise your glass, clap your hands
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| One last time
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| Welcome to the Carnival Days
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| Celebrate the downfall HIP-HOORAY!
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| Welcome to the violent age
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| Dance the night away
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| ‘til the end of days
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| Now the bombs start launchin'
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| From the weeping skies
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| There’s no need for panic
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| No no no not tonight
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| Fear is spreadin' across the nation
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| Fear of the reckoning calls
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| Raise your glass, clap your hands
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| One last time
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| Welcome to the Carnival Days
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| Celebrate the downfall HIP-HOORAY!
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| Welcome to the violent age
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| Dance the night away
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| ‘til the end of days
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| Dance the night away
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| ‘til the end of days
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| (guitar solo)
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| Welcome to the Carnival Days
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| Celebrate the downfall HIP-HOORAY!
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| Welcome to the violent age
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| Dance the night away
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| ‘til the end of days
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| Welcome to the Carnival Days
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| Celebrate the downfall HIP-HOORAY!
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| Welcome to the violent age
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| Dance the night away
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| ‘til the end of days
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| Dance the night oh no
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| ‘til the end of days |