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New Generation |
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I wake up every day to see her back again |
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Screaming my name through the astral plane |
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And in this catalogue town she takes me down |
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Down through the platinum spires |
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Down through the telephone wires |
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And we shake it around in the underground |
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And like a new generation rise |
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And like all the boys in all the cities |
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I take the poison, take the pity |
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But she and I, we soon discovered |
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we'd take the pills to find each other |
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Oh but when she is calling here in my head |
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Can you hear her calling |
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And what she has said? |
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Oh but when she is calling here in my head |
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It's like a new generation calling |
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Can you hear it call? |
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And I'm losing myself, losing myself to you |
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I wake up every day, to find her back again |
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Breeding disease on her hands and knees |
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While the styles turn and the books still burn |
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Yes it's there in the platinum spires |
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It's there in the telephone wires |
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And we spread it around to a techno sound |
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But like a new generation rise |
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Cos like all the boys in all the cities |
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I take the poison, take the pity |
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But she and I we soon discover |
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We take the pills to find each other |
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Oh but when she is calling here in my head |
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Can you hear her calling? |
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And what she has said? |
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Oh but when she is calling here in my head |
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It's like a new generation calling |
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Can you hear her call? |
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And I'm losing myself, losing myself to you |
