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Swing, like a chariot |
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At the trumpet call |
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When we're all unsaved, swing |
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Like a wrecking ball |
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Like the heart of god |
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What a mystery |
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Filled with the wedding feast |
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For the snakes and beasts |
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With the angel teeth, swing |
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Come and carry us |
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Come and marry us |
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To the blushing circus king |
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And dance like elephants as he comes to us |
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Through a fiery golden ring |
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With a violin and a song to sing |
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As he brings for us our wings |
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Now he's one of us |
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Plays the tambourine |
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Breaks the bread for us |
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And sings |
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Will you wait for us |
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Will you stay for us |
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Will you grace us everything |
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You're a wrecking ball |
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With a heart of gold |
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We will wait for it, swing |
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Like a chariot |
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Swing it low for us |
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Come and carry us away |
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So we will become a happy ending |
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So we will become a happy ending |
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Fire come and carry us |
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Make us shine or make us rust |
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Tell us that you care for us |
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We need to hear a word for us |
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Let your body stand with us |
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Or let our ribs return to dust |
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Chariot you swing for us |
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We think that you can carry all of us |
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So we will become a happy ending |
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So we will become a happy ending |
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So we will become a happy ending |
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So we will become a happy ending |
