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Midnight, |
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New York City. |
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Broadway, going up in flames. |
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Ground zero, big city. |
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Big Apple swallowed by the flames. |
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Bombs away, we never saw it coming. |
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Bombs away, til the bombs started falling. |
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Down, to seal our fate. |
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No time to run, now it's too late. |
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Countdown 5-4-3-2-1. |
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The end is near baby here it comes. |
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The neon lights of the city burn. |
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And the sirens warn: ' |
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Bombs over |
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Broadway!' |
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Lady Liberty is laid to rest. ' |
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Give me liberty or give me death.' |
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Her dream died with her last request. |
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She didn't expect bombs over |
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Broadway. |
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So long Manhattan |
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Island. Our pride in you had no end. |
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New York, |
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New York. |
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Our pride has done you in. |
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Lights out, |
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New York City. |
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You were the first, but you won't be the last. |
