| With souls that burned with fire
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| And an eagerness to stay up late
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| We set out to win the hearts
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| Of the outlandish and irate
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| In our coats of splendid colours
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| We went from town to town
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| Leaving young hearts filled with promise
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| And the venues turned up side down
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| Now we’re standing here together
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| And it’s time for the encore
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| So let’s not keep them waiting anymore
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| Let all the trumpets blow
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| Give them a hell of a show
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| Rip it up and let it go
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| The apocalypse is over
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| Let the lights explode
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| Sing the song we all know
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| Shout it out a little bit more
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| The apocalypse is over
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| With the power of zeal and pancake
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| We rose to rugged fame
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| In the world of no tomorrow
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| Everybody knew our name
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| Well, I don’t know where we were headed
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| But I know that’s where we are now
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| And that our holy mission ended
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| On the way somewhere, somehow
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| Now we’re standing here together
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| And the crowd calls out for more
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| So let’s not keep them waiting anymore
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| Let all the trumpets blow
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| Give them a hell of a show
|
| Rip it up and let it go
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| The apocalypse is over
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| Let the lights explode
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| Sing the song we all know
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| Shout it out a little bit more
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| The apocalypse is over
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| Look at us now
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| I think that we made it somehow
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| It’s time to move on
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| The battle is won
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| The flood is postponed
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| Let all the trumpets blow
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| Make it a hell of a show
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| Rip it up and let it go!
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| The apocalypse is over
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| Let the lights explode
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| Sing the song we all know
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| Now it is all up to you
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| The apocalypse is over |