| From a throne at the back of the bus
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| In the transit kingdom
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| Tracing my finger
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| Over ghosts of the living
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| I’m inevitable
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| In the rich man’s world
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| We’re unenviable
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| In the rich man’s world
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| Turn from the fantasies of youth
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| Into the night, alone, together
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| (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| And I’m looking at you
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| Did you play the part?
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| Did you get on your knees
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| And betray your heart?
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| Could you say that it’s down
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| When you know that it’s up?
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| When your instinct tells you
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| That it’s never enough
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| Into the field of floating lights
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| We make the rounds, alone, together
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| Looking like glowworms (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| Looking like glowworms (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| Looking like glowworms (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| Looking like glowworms (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up)
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| (Up-up-up-up-up-up-up-up) |