Sarah settle down,
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keep your helmet on
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walk through streets of gold
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with cigarettes you hand rolled
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I don't know you
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and I don't owe you a thing
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but I smile so hard it hurts
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and just when things get worse
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you say you've woken from a dream
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abandoned by your mother
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oh could this be?
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satan, settle down!
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keep your trousers on
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you can warm the globe,
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but leave my wretched soul alone
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I don't know you!
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and I don't owe you a thing
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but the children lose their minds
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in such uncertain times
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I am awoke from a dream
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surrounded by my lovers
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oh, woe is me!
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and a hundred thousand times a day
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the yellow lights turn red
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and a hundred thousand miles away
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I'm turnin' myself in
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oh christ, I am!
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the children lose their minds
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in such uncertain times
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A Children's Crusade On Acid
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| Margot And The Nuclear So And So's |
