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Should I start this song off with a question? |
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Or should I say what's on my mind. |
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(Add a cello here to add a sad impression). |
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Cause I'm not looking forward to leaving my friends all behind. |
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I didn't vote (though I'm not proud), cause I'm Canadian, and I'm not allowed. |
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Give it a go or throw in the towel. |
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Stand all alone or swim through the crowd. |
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No one around to help you decide. |
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It's time to make up your mind. |
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It's time to make up your mind. |
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By the wayside we fell. |
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He said, "It's my way or the highway to hell." |
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It's your decision, choose it well. |
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He said, "It's my way or the highway to hell." |
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Decisiond we make; life's an election. |
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Precision we take, seeking direction. |
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But there's so many lies. |
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Unsure where we can look. |
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But we've got a guide- a really thick handbook. |
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No one around to help you decide. |
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It's time to make up your mind. |
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It's time to make up your mind. |
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Are you with me or against me? |
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Noticed you're sitting on the fence. |
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We wondered why yo'ure not cut and dry. |
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You got to choose our side and live, or their side and die. |
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Which hand holds your soul? |
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Do you want to guess one? |
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If it scares you to death, may that be your lesson. |
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It's your decision, make it the best one. |
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And should I end this song off with a question? |
