| Use it up
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| Use it all up
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| Don’t save a thing for later
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| If there’s music out there laying in wait
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| To pounce and drain every ounce if you wait or hesitate
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| And music that’ll help you be tough
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| And come together on more than Springsteen, though most days it’s been enough
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| There’s music that can take you away, away, away, away
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| So use it up
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| Use it all up
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| Don’t save a thing for later
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| Use it up
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| Use it all up
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| Don’t save a thing for later
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| If there’s music out there staying awake
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| To cry and drain every eye until hatred’s eliminated
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| And music that can help you feel great
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| And come together in the fictive dream with a kind of Randy Newman take
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| There’s music that can take you away, away, away, away
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| Where we can jump to our feet, agape 'cause nothing is cruel
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| And even if it is or was indefeasibly cruel
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| But we don’t care because you’re a fool, I’m a fool
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| You’re a fool and I’m a fool
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| For music that can take you away
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| For music that can take you away
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| For music that can take you away
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| Music that can take you away
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| «Use it up
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| Use it all up
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| Don’t save a thing for later» |