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Every few thousand years |
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Come true man's greatest fears |
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All the living things |
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Mother nature brings - to tears |
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When the bombs are bursting in the air |
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And the rockets are making that red glare |
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I'm heading down |
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Down to that good hope town - where the weather's fair |
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So why don't you come away |
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With me my love |
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We'll do what it takes |
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I'll keep you safe |
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Why don't you stay by me |
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And when the time comes |
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We'll escape |
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When the big one finally hit's LA |
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When Yellowstone has it's day |
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We're heading to the southern tip |
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On a plane or on a ship |
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We'll do what it takes - we'll find a way |
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And if that cloud forms up above |
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No sign anywhere of a dove |
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There'll be no reason left to stay |
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We'll try and live another day |
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In a place where there's still love |