| Refrain:
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| Suburban space Invader,
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| they suck your soul,
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| they’ll be messing with your brain.
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| Suburban space invader,
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| now you’re hot and cold
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| and you’ll never be the same.
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| Part A:
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| Hey little girl,
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| look at you
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| sitting alone
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| at a table for two
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| just can’t wait
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| to get away
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| get away
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| every day
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| see your self
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| on the silver screen
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| dancing queen
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| just seventeen
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| you could do pretty fine…
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| we would do, we would do, we would do for you
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| we would do for you over night
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| say aha hey,
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| aha hey.
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| Fill your lungs,
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| have no fear,
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| ask youself,
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| why you’re here.
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| Time’s running, they say,
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| Time’s running, ooho.
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| Hurry up,
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| don’t ever stop,
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| no thinking about tomorrow,
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| now hold it, hoooold it.
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| (Upbeat:) Open up your eyes!
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| Refrain:
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| Suburban space Invader,
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| they suck your soul,
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| they’ll be messing with your brain.
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| Suburban space invader,
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| now you’re hot and cold
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| and you’ll never be the same.
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| Instruments Only: Intermezzo
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| Part B:
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| Hey little boy,
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| where you’re at?
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| Money…
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| got non of that.
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| Can’t really run,
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| but you’ve got a car.
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| It won’t get you there,
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| but it’ll take you far.
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| Surf the grid, without a map
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| Serious fun turns into crap.
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| Silly boy,
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| dry your eyes,
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| don’t take up the fight.
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| It’ll do, It’ll do, It’ll do for you,
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| It’ll do you for tonight
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| Don’t freak out,
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| Don’t freak out.
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| Hey little boy,
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| this is it,
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| . |
| hats
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| and laser kits.
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| Push it up, they say,
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| Push it up, ooho.
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| Get it on,
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| 'till you break him down.
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| cuz' when you stop pretenden
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| and you lose it,
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| lose it.
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| (Upbeat:) Singing one more time:
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| Refrain:
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| Suburban space Invader,
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| they suck your soul,
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| they’ll be messing with your brain.
|
| Suburban space invader,
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| now you’re hot and cold
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| and you’ll never be the same.
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| Refrain:
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| Suburban space Invader,
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| they suck your soul,
|
| they’ll be messing with your brain.
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| Suburban space invader,
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| now you’re hot and cold
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| and you’ll never be the same. |