| Oh, take me to the moon
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| It’s safe and I want to lie down
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| Oh, take me to your heart
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| There must be a soft spot somewhere
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| I’d like some of this
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| I’ve been waiting so long
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| Waiting for the Crucial Three
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| Wondering what went wrong
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| I stormed out of the culture bunker
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| Finger on the pin, do you like my grin, huh?
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| Black underneath with a burning seat for you
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| Oh, I feel cold when it turns to gold
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| I feel cold when it turns to gold for you
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| Early mornings in my town
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| You hear the doodlebugs roar
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| They all make a noise
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| But finally they crash to the ground
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| Oh so many times
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| Silly things, why don’t they learn?
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| Don’t expect us to tell you
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| It’s fun to see you burn
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| I stormed out of the culture bunker
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| Finger on the pin, do you like my grin, huh?
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| Black underneath with a burning seat for you
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| Oh, I feel cold when it turns to gold
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| I feel cold 'cos you’re so far away
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| I stormed out of the culture bunker
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| Finger on the pin, do you like my grin, huh?
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| Black underneath with a burning seat for you
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| I feel cold when it turns to gold for you
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| For you |