| Lights all on the crowd
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| We’re feeding a different town
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| I saw from the grey the dawn of a different taste
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| Oh how long
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| How long, how long
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| How long till the end is gone?
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| Doesn’t matter what you say, it’s just gotta be that way
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| Doesn’t matter what you do, I guess it’s just me and you
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| Night falls on the young
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| Tiding a different tongue
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| They say what you say, just spelled in a different way
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| Oh how long
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| How long, how long
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| How long till the end is come?
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| Doesn’t matter what you say, it’s just gotta be that way
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| Doesn’t matter what you do, I guess it’s just me and you
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| Doesn’t matter what you say, oh oh it’s just gotta be that way
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| Doesn’t matter what you do, oh I guess it’s just me and you
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| Oh ooh
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| Oh listen sister can’t you see what the child’ll do to me
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| But don’t want you t o figure it out
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| Oh mister, mister can’t you tell you’re shaking with the devil now
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| Talking with your head on a spring
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| How long, how long
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| Doesn’t matter what you say, oh oh it’s just gotta be that way
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| Doesn’t matter what you do, oh I guess it’s just me and you
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh |