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Deep down in the underground, atoms spinning round and round |
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Scientists monitor readings |
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Searching for the Holy Grail, the particle or at least the tale |
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Of the one who gives the universe its meaning. |
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But what if there's nothing, no big answer to find? |
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What if we're just passing through time? |
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No one knows nothing anymore |
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Nobody really knows the score |
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Nobody knows anything |
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Let's break it down and start again |
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What happens when the markets drop, |
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If the numbers really don't add up? |
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Everyone seeks the safe haven. |
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And as they contemplate their ruin, |
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The self-proclaimed smartest people in the room |
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Are trying very hard not to sound cravin' |
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But what if there's nothing, no pot of gold to find? |
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Only the blind leading the blind. |
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No one knows nothing anymore |
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Nobody really knows the score |
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Seems nobody knows anything |
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Let's break it down and start again |
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Let's stop pretending |
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We can manage our way out of here. |
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Let's stop defending the indefensible. |
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Let's stop relying on |
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The lecturing of the experts |
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Whose spin just makes our plight incomprehensible. |
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High up on a mountain top, somebody with a skinned crop |
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Is thinking deep thoughts for us all. |
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Serenity is all around, but if you listen you can hear the sound |
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Of one head being banged against the wall. |
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But what if our ancestors had stayed up in the trees |
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Who'd be sleeping weighed down by these worries? |
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No one knows nothing anymore |
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Nobody really knows the score |
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Since nobody knows anything |
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Let's break it down and start again |
