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The businessmen got a job to do |
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The Eastenworld is waiting too. |
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They're sittin' on a bloodstone calling you a beggar, |
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Waitin' for another deal in open cars. |
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The presence of the men gives a bad vibration, |
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They're countin' dollar bills, and they're workin' on |
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The final countdown |
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Countdown |
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I'm sitting all around and I'm waitin' for the lyrics |
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they gotta be cool, gotta satisfy the critics. |
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"Sigh of warning all across the edges" |
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maybe too pathetic ... and my pencil scratches, |
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Meanwhile X is comin' from Miami |
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Another perfect deal was made in open cars. |
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I don't care 'cos I'm much too busy, |
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I have to write my lyrics |
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And I'm waiting for the final countdown, |
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Countdown. |
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It's jut a matter of time |
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We're only waitin' for the end of the world |
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And we got nothing to lose |
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We're only servants of the monsters we curse. |
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It's just a matter of time |
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We can be sure we'll be doin' our worst. |
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And we're waiting for the countdown. |
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We're sittin' all around and we drink our lage, |
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Thanks to God we got no embargo. |
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What is left to do when you're looking for pleasure, |
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Somehow we gotta lose the pressure. |
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We're sittin' on a blood stone, worker, boss and beggar. |
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I don't give a damn |
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I want my open car. |
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God has turned to money, Jesus is a Liqueur |
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I'd rather get my record done and party for the final, |
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COUNTDOWN, COUNTDOWN. |
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It's jut a matter of time |
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We're only waitin' for the end of the world |
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And we got nothing to lose |
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We're only servants of the monsters we curse. |
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It's just a matter of time |
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We can be sure we'll be doin' our worst. |
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And we're waiting for the countdown. |
