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We made our beds |
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And now we lay |
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Revenge is sweet |
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If only we could stem the tide |
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If only we could |
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As Europe slips into the sea |
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Well we could of saved a million more |
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We made our beds |
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And now we lay |
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A snake can shed it's skin |
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But never change |
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If we all pray hard enough |
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And keep our noses clean |
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May be we'll be saved |
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The wind blows from the east |
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We will sail this ship into the setting sun |
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The wind blows from the east |
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We will sail this ship into the setting sun |
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The wind blows from the east |
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We'll sail this ship into the setting sun |
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The wind blows from the east |
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We'll sail this ship into the setting sun |
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As Europe slips into the sea |
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Well we could of saved a million more |
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We made our beds |
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And now we lay |
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A snake can shed it's skin |
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But never change |
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As Europe slips into the sea |
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Well we could of saved a million more |
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We made our beds |
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And now we lay |
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A snake can shed it's skin |
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But never change |
