| Nights go by
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| Long live the king inside my head
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| (Inside your head)
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| Nights go by
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| Got enough free money to pay my rent
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| When all attempts are criminal what can you really do?
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| Tape hiss and rewind just take it out of tune
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| Jammin' to the traffic jam
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| Deep deep down in your soul
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| Fills me with petrol
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| Fills me with petrol
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| Heaven you are my thing again
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| My thing again
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| You are
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| Heaven you are my thing again
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| My thing again
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| You are
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| Time rips on, respect the vultures
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| Inside your head
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| (Inside my head)
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| Float with me, don’t waste you tears
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| The king is dead
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| Now she’s dead
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| Justified and ancient a century goes by
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| Tell me what you waitin' for
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| Just spray that pesticide
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| On any sunday evening, let them all eat cake
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| Holiday, celebrate
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| Just take take take me away
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| I wanna go to heaven…
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| I wanna go to…
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| Heaven you are my thing again
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| My thing again
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| You are
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| Heaven you are my thing again
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| My thing again
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| You are
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| Hea… ven… Is… My… Thing… A… gain…
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| Your it…
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| No really…
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| Your…
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| If you gonna fall for something, baby just let me know
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| If you gonna fall for something, don’t fall alone
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| If you gonna fall for something, baby just let me know
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| If you gonna fall for something, don’t fall alone
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| Heaven you are my thing again
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| My thing again
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| You are
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| Heaven you are my thing again
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| My thing again
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| You are
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| Heaven
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| Blah… Blah… Blah… Blah… Blah… Blah… Blah… |