| Darling please
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| Let’s get out of here
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| On a train to who knows where
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| I’ve got a feeling that I can’t explain
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| We had to leave this place
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| We won’t be back again
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| Getting tired of landscapes
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| We’re just floating
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| Rolling past the grey estates
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| What put the fire in his stomach out
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| What moved its hands all across your mouth
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| Out through the window let the neon sing
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| In place of telegraphs that don’t mean a thing
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| And we crawled off to our destinations
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| Rolling past the grey estates
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| Rushing through
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| A new world
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| A new world
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| A new world
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| It’s just a minute away
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| Rushing through
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| A new world
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| A new world
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| A new world
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| It’s just a minute away
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| So let the needle on the compass swing
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| Let the iron in your heart’s blood ring
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| Strike up the band as the ship goes down
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| And if it’s loud enough
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| They will erase the sound
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| Of one hundred thousand
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| Sad inventions
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| Let them rot
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| Inside the grey estate
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| Rushing through
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| A new world, a new world, a new world
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| It’s just a minute away
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| Rushing through
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| A new world, a new world, a new world
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| It’s just a minute away
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| I’m half awake and the world is ending
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| All across the border just a minute away
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| I’m half awake and the world is ending
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| Across the border just a minute, just a minute away |