I say, come on!
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To pleasures unknown
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Where we fly to when we are all bored
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C'mon for the ride
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And hop with the jet set tonight
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We'll sun ourselves red down in Montego Bay
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Hotel-hired guards keep the natives away
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We wanna save the whales
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We'll go watch them feed,
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Buzz around them in boats
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'Til they won't breed
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Just here for the ride
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Then we hop with the jet set tonight
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Check out them Indians' ancestral art
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Some of that would look cute up on our walls
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Yeah, suit it just fine
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When you hop with the jet set tonight
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We'll hire out some poachers to go steel their dolls
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Who cares if they're sacred-they look awful cute
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National Geographic found a stone age tribe
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Let's feed them their first hot dogs on film
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Won't that be a prize
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To show the jet set tonight
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"Aren't they cute, aren't they pure:"
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Muse subscribers back home
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Next weekend the junta exterminates them
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Back home by the sea at our outdoor cafe
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Our chameleon tongues catch the flies in the air
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Hop With The Jet Set
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| The Dead Kennedys |
