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Fly with your mind |
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to hot summerland |
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Take a break |
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in the morning air |
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While everything runs in the best way. |
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Let's call on the phone |
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your closest friend... |
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Maybe tonite |
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we will reach the West |
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watching the nightsky |
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dreaming the best. |
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Dreaming the sun sky, |
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getting the best... |
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This is not the right place |
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for those psychopaths |
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I write about in my trendy craps... |
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(Lucifer is an angel |
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living on the violet hill)... |
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Hawaiian shirts and some vodka-ice |
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Don't wanna see any well-known faces |
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... Writing reviews for some music mags... |
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... eating hot-dogs on the golden sands... sands... |
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Nobody can do anything to me |
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This isn't fiction and not a film. |
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"We're just the alternative ultra-chic... |
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Killers exist only in your fantasy..." |