| There’s people crying in the streets
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| They cast ugly shadows
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| And mannequins that have no eyes
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| Watch through the windows
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| The days are melting like the snow
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| In a haze of sunshine
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| This remedy will break the spell
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| Inside the dead mind
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| Ah-oh, ah-oh
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| Ain’t got no time to think
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| Ah-oh, ah-oh
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| Just tryin' to get some sleep
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| Are you feeling better?
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| Feel better
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| There’s people rushing with their feet
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| Try to save their own time
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| Can’t find the hours in the day
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| To make the deadline
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| Consider this the secret hymn
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| To fool the senses
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| And pay no mind to what’s outside
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| Electric fences
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| Ah-oh, ah-oh
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| Ain’t got no time to think
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| Ah-oh, ah-oh
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| Just tryin' to get some sleep
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| Are you feeling better?
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| Feel better
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| (I'm feeling better, better
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| Better, better)
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| (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
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| Ah-oh, ah-oh
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| Ain’t got no time to think
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| Ah-oh, ah-oh
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| Just tryin' to get some sleep
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| Are you feeling better?
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| Feel better
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| Ah-oh, ah-oh
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| Ain’t got no time to think
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| Ah-oh, ah-oh
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| Just tryin' to get some sleep
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| Are you feeling better?
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| Feel better
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| (Aah-oh, aah-oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh) |