Now everybody's beautiful
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When they're young
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And I should know
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I've had more than my share of fun
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There's all this fascination
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With the impossibly thin
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With the surface of things
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Airbrush Photoshop creation
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In all that we are losing
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Aren't we just confusing
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Youth with beauty?
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Truth with duty?
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There's something on the telly 'bout North Korea
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Some war broke out don't trust the media
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I'd like to get a suntan
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Some dude was shot in Pakistan
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The track's got noddage
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Moves my boddage
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The track's got noddage
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The track's got noddage
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They've got those bombs up in the planes
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They've got those bombs up in the trains
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They've got those bombs up in my face
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Don't wanna talk about it
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(x 2)
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I was walking through the city
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Past a phone shop and a homeless man
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Was lying there looked almost dead
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And no one seemed to bother
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I ran into a rock and roll band
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Two or three of them, maybe four
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This one punk just 19 years old
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He gave me his persuasion
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He looked at me with his one black eye
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Looked down on me like I didn't have a life
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And he was right
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At least not the kinda life he'd been paradin'
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Same sex union (ooh!)
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Change the constitution
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You can carry a gun
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But you better not fall in love with someone
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The President who fucked the world
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For every future boy and girl
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Is golfing in Aruba
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With a suntan and scuba
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The track's got noddage
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Moves my boddage
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The track's got noddage
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Moves my boddage
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Moves my boddage
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Moves my boddage
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They've got those bombs up in the planes
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They've got those bombs up in the trains
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They've got those bombs up in my face
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Don't wanna talk about it
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(x 2)
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Now everybody dies or fades away
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A permutation white and grey
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A synergy of light and dust
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And skin cells constantly aging
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You fell in love with the dream
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To fuck forever endlessly
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But you don't, and that's ok
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The rest is better anyway
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Botox bungle CNN
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Infomercial count to ten
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Change the channel VCR
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Something's on my radar
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The track's got noddage
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Moves my boddage
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The track's got noddage
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They've got those bombs up in the planes
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They've got those bombs up in the trains
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They've got those bombs up in my face
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Don't wanna talk about it
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(x 4)
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They've got those bombs up in the planes
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They've got those bombs up in the trains
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Don't want to talk about it
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Bombs Up in My Face
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| Darren Hayes |
