| Down the street and through the halls
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| Corridors and shopping malls
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| We’re moving to an inner beat
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| Heart disconnected from our feet
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| I’m moving to a song that drives me on
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| My heart beats strong
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| My heart beats wrong
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| We’re zombies in the shopping mall
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| Laden down with spoils of war
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| Wearing all the clothes we stole
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| Adding skin to break our fall
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| Dragging cases full of junk
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| We pilgrims stagger to the dump
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| The lemmings call
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| Take it easy take it easy
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| The stars, the sky, the sun and moon and tides
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| Descending to the underground
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| Crowded out by subway sounds
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| Buried heads in headline frowns
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| Even the children look ground down
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| By taxes adverts terrorists
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| Compassion crawls money fists
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| I need a full-time therapist
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| So I can hang onto my bliss
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| God give me something I can do
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| To help me rise above the zoo
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| Make me famous make me rich
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| Distract me from this burning itch
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| While starving homeless orphans fight
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| For food and water, love and life
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| While I can waste a day online
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| Shopping for butter knife
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| Take it easy, take it easy
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| The stars, the sky, the sun and moon and tides
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| Johnny’s on the phone, Johnny’s online
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| Johnny’s in love, everything’s alive
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| Johnny thinks it’s all about faith but it’s all about time
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| Johnny’s on the phone, Johnny’s online
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| Johnny’s in love, everything’s alive
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| Johnny’s in an altered state cos it’s all about time
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| There’s memory buried in the stone
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| A new King sits upon the throne
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| This fool is self deceiving
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| Won’t give up the world he’s bleeding
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| Our cities are all history full
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| The fall of feet on cobbled streets
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| The fossil records show
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| All that remains is in the bones
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| Johnny’s on the phone, Johnny’s online
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| Johnny’s in love, everything’s alive
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| Johnny thinks it’s all about faith but it’s all about time
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| Johnny’s on the phone, Johnny’s online
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| Johnny’s in love, everything’s alive
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| Johnny’s in an altered state cos it’s all about time
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| Roller blader full of grace
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| Pirouette then flat on your face
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| I never thought that falling down
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| Was so beautiful |