| The human race was dyin' out.
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| Noone left to scream and shout.
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| People walking on the moon.
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| Smog will get you pretty soon.
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| Everyone was hanging out.
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| Hanging up and hanging down.
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| Hanging in and holding fast.
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| Hope our little world will last.
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| Yeah, along came Mr. Goodtrips Looking for a new a ship.
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| Come on, people better climb on board.
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| Come on, baby, now we’re going home.
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| Ship of fools, ship of fools.
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| The human race was dyin' out.
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| Noone left to scream and shout.
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| People walking on the moon.
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| Smog will get you pretty soon.
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| Ship of fools, ship of fools. |
| Ship of fools, ship of fools.
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| Ship of fools, ship of fools. |