| Mumbo jumbo, listen to the whispers of madness
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| We have climbed mountains of dust
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| We have seen gold gather rust
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| Hocus pocus the stampede of my heart
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| We have sailed on the stars through the air
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| We have flown on the wings of a prayer
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| Into the blue, only with you
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| Into the blue, only with you, into the blue
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| Gasoline rainbows swimming in the puddles in the street
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| Whichever way the wind blows we’ve got the whole damn
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| World crawling at our feet
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| Laughing canyons and everglades
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| Candle flames and razor blades
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| Dancing through the poppy fields, hand in hand we cascade
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| Into the blue, only with you
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| Into the blue, only with you, into the blue
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| There’s a singing dwarf on the streets of New York
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| There’s a shuffling man with plastic on his head
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| There’s a preacher woman crying in the traffic
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| Crying for the living crying for the dead
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| The waste of it all, the waste of it all
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| And there’s more at stake than we could ever know
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| 'Cos when we’re together we always fall
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| Into the blue, only with you
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| Into the blue, only with you, into the blue |