| If you go where the kids come out of their refrigerated talking toes
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| And start to smash up the dance floor, heat it up slow
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| And the music brings them close
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| Well we can turn off the hate machine and you and I can dance all night
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| To the sound of the sky rise falling down conditioned in our spines
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| I think, somethings on the brink, people move in quick
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| But don’t you forget, that yesterdays news is tomorrow’s lies
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| Ao when it’s up in the bright lights don’t be so mesmerized
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| Standing in front of the camera’s a lot like standing in front of the mirror
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| It hurts at first but afterwards you get your money, you feel better
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| And I know it’s just your weekly blues wrapped up in your sleepy Sunday shoes
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| You’re walking on coals with no boots
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| They put up a global highway where the cars do drive all night
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| And she’s taking him out for a ride just to see what they can find
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| He caught a cannibal tribe that looked a lot like you and I then he’d preach
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| For 200 years, and he strived to never do what they do it’s true
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| But when his meals ran out, he started chewing off all our ears
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| Standing in front of the camera’s a lot like standing in front of the TV
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| It hurts to smile but after a while you get the money, you feel breezy
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| And I know it’s just your weekly blues wrapped up in your sleepy Sunday shoes
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| You’re walking on coals with no boots
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| Standing in front of the camera’s a lot like standing in front of the mirror
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| It hurts at first but afterwards you get your money, you feel bitter
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| And I know it’s just your weekly blues wrapped up in your sleepy Sunday shoes
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| You’re walking on coals with no boots
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| Underneath the universe there’s a crime rate and there’s a war
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| Underneath the universe there’s a crime rate and there’s a war
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| If you got the money, honey
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| Underneath the universe there’s a crime rate and there’s a war
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| Underneath the universe there’s a crime rate and that’s a shame
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| Underneath the universe there’s a crime rate and there’s a war
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| Underneath the universe there’s a crime rate and that’s a shame
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| Underneath the universe there’s a crime rate and there’s a war |