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Strange days have found us
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Strange days have tracked us down
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They're going to destroy
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Our casual joys
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We shall go on playing
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Or find a new town
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Yeah!
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Strange eyes fill strange rooms
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Voices will signal their tired end
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The hostess is grinning
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Her guests sleep from sinning
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Hear me talk of sin
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And you know this is it
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Yeah!
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Strange days have found us
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And through their strange hours
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We linger alone
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Bodies confused
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Memories misused
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As we run from the day
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To a strange night of stone
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Strange Days
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