Lord hear me now
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Junk boats and English boys
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Crashing out in super marts
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Electric fences and guns
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You swallow me
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I'm a pill on your tongue
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Up here on the nineteenth floor
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The neon lights make me come
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And late in a star's life
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It begins to explode
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And all the people in a dream
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Wait for the machine
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To pick the shit up, leave it clean
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Kid, hang over here
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What you learning in school?
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Is the rise of an Eastern sun
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Gonna be good for everyone?
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The radio station disappears
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Music turning to thin air
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The DJ was the last to leave
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She had well conditioned hair,
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was beautiful, but nothing really was there
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Hong Kong
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| Gorillaz |
