| What happens when we die?
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| «No, don’t ask questions, just make sure you survive»
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| Lord give me faith so I have boxes to tick
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| And won’t have to suffer the wonderwhy
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| Bring on the days when I don’t give a…
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| And all I ever seek is pleasure
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| And I find thrill in sin and desire
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| And warm my toes on Hell’s fire
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| Don’t leave me here when I’m not sold
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| Don’t leave me here when I’m not sold
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| Don’t leave me here when I’m not sold
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| Don’t leave me here when I’m not sold
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| Don’t leave me here when I’m not sold
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| Don’t leave me here when I’m not sold
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| Don’t leave me here when I’m not sold
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| Don’t leave me here when I’m not sold
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| Don’t leave me here
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| Leave me thinking for myself
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| When I can’t remember the days of the week
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| The weeks of the month, and the months of the year
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| Where do we go? |
| Go from here?
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| Sit writing lists and just wait for things to appear?
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| Don’t leave me here at sixes and sevens
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| Shot to pieces begging the heavens
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| Begging hellfire and rattling the gate
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| Starting a riot and planning escape
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| Baby’s growing up and asking questions
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| Looking for help for life in lessons
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| Baby’s growing up, a life explosion
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| Drinking the milk, but locking the bedroom
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| Don’t leave me here, I’m not sold
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| Don’t leave me here, I’m not sold
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| I spied you on the tall brick wall
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| You sat smoking cigarettes
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| Teach me, teach me, teach me rock 'n' roll
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| No, I’m not a fighter
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| I’m just angry all the time
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| So teach me, teach me, teach me rock 'n' roll
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| My love bends rules
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| My love is cool
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| My love bends rules
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| My love is cool
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| La-la-la-la la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la la-la-la-la |