| Got back to town tonight, punch drunk
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| A bad flight all played out
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| The merry gypsies played, and danced the night away
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| They all sang out
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| We had a good run, when it’s all said and done
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| I hope it all works out
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| Under the sun, who are the lucky ones?
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| Under the sun
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| Country of glowing hearts, and patrons of the arts
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| Help me out
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| Star spangled madness, united sadness
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| Count me out
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| Under the sun, who are the lucky ones?
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| Under the sun
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| Under the sun, who are the lucky ones?
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| Under the sun
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| I feel’s like it’s all depreciating
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| But we’re fading as one
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| Under the sun, who are the lucky ones?
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| Under the sun
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| Malalalalala
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| Malalalalala
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| Malalalalala
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| Malalalalala
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| All the good will, accumulating
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| What are you saving? |
| What have you done?
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| Failure to launch, the crowd is waiting
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| Recalculating, it adds up to none
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| Just like the sun, illuminating, I’m just sayin'
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| Under the sun, who are the lucky ones?
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| Under the sun
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| Under the sun, who are the lucky ones?
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| Under the sun
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| Under the sun, you are the lucky one
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| Under the sun
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| Under the sun, you are the lucky one
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| Under the sun |