I'm sending out a call to arms
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from the cities to the farms
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to the sounding of alarms
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with all the bells and whistles
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took my prize,
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hung my plaque
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pat our big collective back
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and then got drunk
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on crackerjack
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and e-mailed my epistle
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I must be the lucky one
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the luckiest in Luckydom
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who reached the moon but
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wound up numb
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now that I've had my fun
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here comes the millennium
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Knowing love everyday
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my baby wants to be that way
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but I can't bring myself to say
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how I can't hope for crying
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things got bad,
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things got worse
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I got loaded in a hearse
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when all I needed was a nurse
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believe me, I'm not lying
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I must be the lucky one
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the luckiest in Luckydom
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who reached the moon but
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wound up numb
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now that I've had my fun
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here comes the millennium
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I must be the lucky one
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the luckiest in Luckydom
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who reached the moon but
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wound up numb
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let's call this party done
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here comes the millennium
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Lucky One
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| Michael Penn |
