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The network is down, the problem can't be found |
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Don't let me find you hangin' around here |
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To me it's all clear, you're lettin' another steer |
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Your life in the wrong direction |
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You need some social protection, cause my recollection |
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I was on a similar path following the footprints |
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You know they've been there for years, |
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I want it here, this much is clear |
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So raise your glass and I'll drink to you |
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And they will find themselves when the drinking's through |
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If the man shows his face before your feet hit the floor |
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Turn to the left and make for the back door |
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Right into the night you know we hit the streets runnin' |
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Ain't behind you yet, but you know that it's comin' now |
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Don't slow down those stars they fade from red to green |
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And the lights all change |
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Well take a deep breathe and count to ten |
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Pull yourself together we're gonna do it again |
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They can't turn us down, we'll fight our way in |
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Place your bets and make your bids |
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"A day in the life", some might say |
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Man, we're just tryin' to get a taste |
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But why we gotta hide behind this face |
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Because without it we'd never be accepted in this place |
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Place your bets and I'll think of you |
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Maybe we'll find ourselves when the drinking's through |
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The man shows his face before your feet hit the floor |
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Turn to the left and make for the back door |
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Right into the night you know we hit the streets runnin' |
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Ain't behind you yet, cause you know that it's comin' now |
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Don't slow down those stars they fade from red to green |
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And the lights all change |
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Oh, oh woah |
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I said I won't slow down until the stars they fade |
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(Raise your glass and I'll drink to you) |
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Runnin' these streets where lives are made |
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Now close your eyes, we'll call good days |
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(Maybe we'll find ourselves when the drinking's through) |
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From red to green, the lights all change |
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How you gonna tell me I'm not the age |
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(Raise your glass and I'll drink to you) |
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Put a gun in my hand and take my drink away, take my drink away |
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(Maybe we'll find ourselves when the drinking's through) |
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I said I won't slow down until the stars they fade |
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(Raise your glass and I'll drink to you) |
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Runnin' these streets where lives are made |
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Now close your eyes, we'll call good days |
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(Maybe we'll find ourselves when the drinking's through) |
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From red to green, the lights all change |
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How you gonna tell me I'm not the age |
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(Raise your glass and I'll drink to you) |
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Hold a gun in my hand and take my drink away, take my drink away |
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(Maybe we'll find ourselves when the drinking's through) |