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We're setting sail to the place on the map |
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From which no one has ever returned |
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Torn by the promise of the joker and the fool |
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By the light of the crosses that burn |
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Torn by the promise of the women and the lace |
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And the gold and the cotton and pearls |
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It's the place where they keep all the darkness you meet |
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You sail away from the light of the world |
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Listen baby, you will pay tomorrow |
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You're gonna pay tomorrow |
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You will pay tomorrow |
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Save me, save me from tomorrow |
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I don't want to sail with this ship of fools, no, no |
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Oh, save me, save me from tomorrow |
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I don't want to sail with this ship of fools, no, no |
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I want to run and hide, right now |
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Avarice and greed are gonna drive you over the endless sea |
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They will leave you drifting in the shallows |
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Drowning in the oceans of history |
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Travelin' the world, you're in search of no good |
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But I'm sure you're philosophic, like I knew you would |
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Using all the good people for your gallant slaves |
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As your little boat struggles through the the warning waves |
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But you will pay, you will pay tomorrow |
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You're gonna pay tomorrow, yeah |
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You gonna pay tomorrow |
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Save me, save me from tomorrow |
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I don't want to sail with this ship of fools, no, no |
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Oh, save me, save me from tomorrow |
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I don't want to sail with this ship of fools, no, no |
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Where's it comin' from? Or where's it goin' to? |
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It's just a, it's just a ship of fools, yeah, oh Lord |
