| I wanna live by the Berlin Wall
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| In the shadow and the ruins of a hallowed hall
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| A black hawk history a mirror ball
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| A place that tells me there’s no tower that can’t fall
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| I wanna live by the Berlin Wall
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| I wanna live by the Berlin Wall
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| I wanna dream a dream that had a life and already died
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| It’s a dream about a real live war
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| We’re in a bunker and we’re dancing on a dirt floor
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| When we get well they sell another magic spell
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| When we get well we’ll see if we still believe
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| I wanna live by the fireside
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| Don’t wanna dream a dream that had a life and already died
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| In my dream we will have made it through
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| No talk of memories no future to pursue
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| I wanna live by the fireside
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| I wanna live by the fireside
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| All the friends we make we’ll cook 'em and we’ll eat 'em up
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| When the wind blows up those sparks will rise
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| We recognize a friend and call him out of his disguise
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| No I won’t kiss the ground some monument some crime
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| And I won’t be around forever for all time
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| When we get well they sell another magic spell
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| And then we’ll see if we still wanna be ourselves |