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Allelujah, allelujahAllelujah, allelujahGlory, glory, allelujahWe've been so good, so preciseAlways playing by the rulebookIt's time we mixed it upGo get your hoodie, and your phone'Cause we're gonna ride a bluebirdTo some place wicked funHalos off (halos off) , just two folksLiving life (living life)No need for Dead Sea ScrollsWe'll ride the highsAngels on vacationYou and IAngels on vacationWe're on vacationI got some fries and some cokesAnd two tickets for the whale showI hope you brought a ponchoWe'll have a ball while we canWe don't have to tell the big manHe wouldn't understandOn the down low (on the down low)Until we trudge back homeWe'll ride the highsAngels on vacationYou and IAngels on vacationWe're on vacationGod won't mindIf we take some timeGod won't scoldIf we live our livesBeneath the starsAnd beside the fireDon't send me homeDon't send me homeHome, homeHome, homeHomeAnd we'll watch the tidesAngels on vacationUp in the skyAngels on vacationWe're on vacationLet's go on vacation
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