LYRICS
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Lord, hear me nowJunk boats and English boysCrashing out into super martsElectric fences and gunsYou swallow meI'm a pill on your tongueHere on the nineteenth floorThe neon lights make me numbAnd late in a star's lifeIt begins to explodeAnd all the people in a dreamWait for the machineTo pick the shit up leave it cleanKid hang over hereWhat you learn in the school?Is the rise of an eastern sun?Gonna be good for everyone?The radio station disappearedMusic turned into thin airThe DJ was the last to leaveShe had well conditioned hairWas beautiful but nothing really was there
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