| You’re on the boat
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| You made it there
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| The lucky one who couldn’t bear
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| But you’ll never be what we can be
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| So don’t say please
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| You’re on the boat
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| You’re almost done
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| You see the coast where the sun goes down
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| But you’ll never be what we can be
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| So don’t say please
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| Look at the boys in the water
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| Look at the girls they are the fallen
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| Is it because we are better
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| Or is it because we were born here
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| All of your possible ways
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| All your ideas and your particular taste
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| All of your hair and all of your face
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| Will go down, will go down, will go down, down in the waves
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| All your opinions, your views
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| The smell of your neck and the shape of your shoes
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| The sound of your voice and the words that you choose
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| Will go down, will go down, will go down, down in the waves
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| Look at the boys in the water
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| Look at the girls they are the fallen
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| Is it because we are better
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| Or is it because we were born here
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| Look at the boys in the water
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| Look at the girls they are the fallen
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| Is it because we are better
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| Or is it because we were born here |