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Well haven't you heard the news from outer space? |
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It seems that somewhere in the ancient dunes. |
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Of silver moons, like giant spoons lie dusty tombs. |
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Of Martian men in U-boat pens... And they will come to kill us all. |
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'Cause our plastic factories and our catastrophic theories. |
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Are all we have / we live our lives from paper bags. |
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And I know better than you know - I'll kill you 'cause you drive too slow! |
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Aggressive instincts will do us in, yeah... |
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Just give us the chance for us to prove it ourselves. |
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Don't you know that all machines sink? Do you know they sing as they think? |
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Although their bodies are electric... Don't you know that all machines sink? |
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Don't you know that all machines sink? Do you know they sing as they think? |
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Although their bodies are electric... |
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Don't you know that all machines sink? Yeah... |
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We are waiting for you here... We are waiting for you here... |
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We are waiting for you here... |
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So we laid back and we watched space revolve. The bodies of astronauts long cold. |
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Blinking like lonely satellites... Where we left vapour trails through cotton skies - |
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Come on, let's scratch the heavens one last time! |
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'Cause we're all sinking in the sunshine, though you'd love to stay. |
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Well, you said you must be on your way to where the rainbows and UFOs. |
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Fall ten at a time. In a shower of glitter and gold... |
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We'll all be waiting for you here... |