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A thousand beggars cram the street |
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You hit so deep into the sheets |
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Pontoons buckle jungle beats |
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The day they turned off the great machine |
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The overworld so slow with ice |
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Contrary to the committees advice |
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Oh baby did you look so nice |
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The day they turned off the great machine |
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The gardens choke with bursting blooms |
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Weddings frozen melted grooms |
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Chasing you through endless rooms |
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The day they turned off the great machine |
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The shadows run for phantom trains |
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Slowly blowing out their brains |
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Society dames down the drains |
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The day they turned off the great machine |
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The day they turned off the great machine |
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Well i'm waiting for you in the square |
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Everyone was meeting there |
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Everyone, yeah, there, unaware |
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The day they turned off the great machine |