| We’re decadent beyond our means, we’ve a zeal
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| We feel the things they’ll never feel
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| They’re solemn in their wealth, we’re high in our poverty
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| We see the things they never see
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| Wanderlust
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| With us, the world feels voluptuous
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| I just feel more, with us
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| It’s a feeling that I’ve come to trust
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| Now that you answer to me
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| I’ll tell you how I wanna feel
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| Now that the walls have been broke
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| I’ll tell you how I wanna feel
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| Wanderlust
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| With us, the world feels voluptuous
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| I just feel more, with us
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| It’s a feeling that I’ve come to trust
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| It’s a feeling that I’ve come to trust
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| It’s a feeling that I’ve come…
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| Don’t confuse me with someone who gives a fuck
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| Funny how that little pound will buy a lot of luck
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| Don’t confuse me with someone who gives a fuck
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| In your mother tongue, what’s the verb to suck?
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| Don’t confuse me with someone who gives a fuck
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| Funny how that little pound will buy a lot of luck
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| Don’t confuse me with someone who gives a fuck
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| In your mother tongue, what’s the verb to suck?
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| Don’t confuse me with someone who gives a fuck
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| Funny how that little pound will buy a lot of luck |