| Hold on, he’s coming
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| Through the wheels of the star machine
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| Hold on, he’s coming
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| Through the tears of your shit stained dream
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| In an anthem for the world
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| Let him waltz you down the river
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| Let him feel like boy or girl
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| With his sci-fi lullaby
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| Let the light of the bomb shine from him tomorrow
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| Yes this world needs a father for the sorrow
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| So let’s have one, for the lovers
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| And one more, for the friends
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| 'Cos drink to you is all i can do
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| As life slips down, down the drain
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| Hold on, he’s coming
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| With the screen kissed spine of the past
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| Hold on, he’s coming
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| With the style of the wormwood star
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| Sing an anthem for the world
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| Sing a farewell for the river
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| If you feel like boy or girl
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| Sing a sci-fi lullaby
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| Let the light of the bomb shine from him tomorrow
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| Yes this world needs a father for the sorrow
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| So let’s have one more, for the lovers
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| And one more, for the friends
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| For drink to you is all i can do
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| Ss life slips down, down the drain |