| You have the world at your fingertips
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| No one can make it better than you
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| You have the world at your fingertips
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| But see what you’ve done to the rain and the sun
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| So many changes have all just begun, to reap
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| I know you’re asleep
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| Wake Up
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| Swastika plug in your wear
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| Jealous stars in your pants
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| Top turning nothing to bear
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| Except the view or the dare
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| We got nothing to hide
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| No we got nothing to hide
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| We’re married to the same bride
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| We’re married to the same bride
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| She eats away from inside
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| And we got nothing to hide
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| Drink down it, a jug full of beer
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| The bloated heads in your hands
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| Thats freezing the mouse trap is there
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| He knows he’s blown his last chance
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| We got nothing to hide
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| No we got nothing to hide
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| We’re married to the same bride
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| We’re married to the same bride
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| She eats away from inside
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| And we got nothing to hide
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| We got nothing to hide
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| No we got nothing to hide
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| We’re married to the same bride
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| We’re married to the same bride
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| She eats away from inside
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| And we got nothing to hide |