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Dancing in my underpantsI'm gonna run for governmentI'm gonna form a covers band and allAnd back there by the baby grandDidn't mr. winter wonderlandSay come here kid, we really need to talk?Bear with me man, I lost my train of thoughtI fantasise and call it quitsI swim with the economistsAnd I get to the bottom of it for goodBy the time when reality hitsThe chimes of freedom fell to bitsThe shining city on the fritzThey come out of the cracksThirsty for bloodOh, just as the apocalypseFinally gets prioritisedAnd you cry some of the hottest tearsYou ever criedMultiplied by fiveI suppose a singer must dieSingsongs 'round the money treeThis stunning documentaryThat no one else unfortunately sawSuch beautiful photographyIt's worth it for the opening sceneI've been driving 'round listening to the scoreOr maybe, I just imagined it allI've played to quiet rooms like this beforeBear with me man, I lost my train of thought
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