| Did you really believe
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| It would be a different voice, it
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| Inevitably
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| Will all come down to one of two choices
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| So come on now, we’ve got our sides to pick
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| There’s the shining ocean, and there’s Old Nick
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| But I don’t like hellfire and you get seasick
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| And, oh, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes now, darling
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| Oh, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes free falling
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| Oh, you and me, you and me and that old glass ceiling
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| And the radio, the saviours and all
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| There’s cracks in the road
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| There’s a pact between the ozone and the tarmac
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| It’s closing time
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| And the drunks sing some stray lines of Bacharach
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| It’s too late now to even out the score
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| You drain the glass and raise your hand for more
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| So I’ll take cover while you just take the floor
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| Singing oh, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes now darling
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| Oh, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes free falling
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| Oh, you and me, you and me and that old glass ceiling
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| And the radio, the saviours and all
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| And the radio, the saviours and all
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| Baby, is it drama? |
| Is it comedy?
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| You know my character witness just went down for perjury
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| Anyone else got any good ideas
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| Or will we just lay low until the black smoke clears?
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| And, oh here it comes, here it comes, here it comes now darling
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| Oh, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes free falling
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| Oh you and me, you and me and that old glass ceiling
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| And the radio, the saviours and all
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| And the radio, the saviours and all
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| Said the radio, the saviours and all |