Can't help but wonder 'bout what's underneath these city streets
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The wires and cables tangled up, connecting everything
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And down below, we'll find the bones of people from the past
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People with dreams about the future
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And when we die, our empty bodies turn to dust
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There'll be no pit of fire
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No angels singing songs for us
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There's nothing we can say that people won't forget someday
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There's nothing we can do that matters
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And that's okay
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Just when you think you've got it all worked out
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That's probably when they'll put you in the ground
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Just when I think I've got it all worked out
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That's probably when they'll put me in the ground
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Ain't got much faith in God or modern-day mythology
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The lies and fables, fate, and luck directing everything
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So down we go like dominoes; our lives go by too fast
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Nobody lives to see the future
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And when we die, buildings and bridges left to rust
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No heaven in the sky, no pearly gates on clouds and stuff
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The monuments we build will crumble and decay someday
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There's nothing we can do that matters
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Just when you think you've got it all worked out
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That's probably when they'll put you in the ground
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Just when I think I've got it all worked out
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That's probably when they'll put me in the ground
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I wanna laugh as many times as I can before I die
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I wanna love, I wanna smile; I don't need much, I'm a simple child
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I wanna laugh as many times as I can before I die
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I wanna love, I wanna smile, just wanna fuck every once in a while
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I just wanna fuck every once in a while
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I think I've finally got it all worked out
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Somebody come and put me in the ground
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I think I've finally got it all worked out
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Somebody come and put me in the ground
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Can't help but wonder 'bout what's underneath these city streets
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The wires and cables tangled up, connecting everything
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The Future
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| The Limousines |
