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All was dark and the sky was still |
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A blinding mist closing in |
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Unconcerned the young captain fills |
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His whiskey glass to the rim, to the rim |
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Like a crystal cathedral afloat on the tide |
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Comes a mountain of ice on the course to collide |
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While passengers sleep thinking God's on their side |
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Terra Titanic you're lost to the sea |
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S.O.S. if you can |
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Straight ahead lies your destiny |
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Soon you'll sleep in the sand |
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Face to face the white giant, boat |
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Sweet dreams turn cold, time is up |
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Music plays as the sirens blow |
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The last boat had better luck, better luck |
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The rats have the sense to abandon the ship |
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While the captain adjusts his tuxedo a bit |
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With his glass raised up as the ice water hits |
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Terra Titanic you're lost to the sea |
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S.O.S. if you can |
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Straight ahead lies your destiny |
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Soon you'll sleep in the sand |
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Terra Titanic you're lost to the sea |
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S.O.S. if you can |
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Straight ahead lies your destiny |
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Soon you'll sleep in the sand |