Ladies and gentlemen, The Signal
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We sending it out
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Can you hear me!
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Aha, yeh we coming home now right
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(Please come home), check it out, you with me?
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You come along with Urthboy and Count Bounce now
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(Please come home)
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(1-2 can you hear me!)
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I understand why you got up and on the fast lane
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Express conga line to underline the last name
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It seems we're behind and we don't wanna start late
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This adrenaline is meddling with the heartrate
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Some of the list well it's unticked and can't wait
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Can't take to sit still and can't break
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Can't shake the shit, cos through it all we
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still partake in it, facing it like we haven't lost faith in it
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Of course you got stakes in it, it's not a matter of you
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wasting it, like black crude in Kuwaitn' it
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Cat ¡®o¡¯ nine tails rat-racing it
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Spend all our days in it, raising it
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Cut to the paper chase and it gets cold
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Gets sold like fools gold gets extolled
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Your absence is felt tenfold
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And if you don't know know that you're welcome home behold...
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We've shared too much to not be blunt
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And if I didn't give a shit I'd probably just front
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That's why I'm sending out the signal
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(One two can you hear me?)
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Yes indeed, we need to plant seeds
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The need to just leave cos life is lightspeed
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Get it all together dot the 'I's and cross the Ts
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I've not got the key nor philosophies like Socrates
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It hasn't always been the perfect fit but,
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It ain't a contract either party need to rip up
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Don't want no mix-up you could get a lift up
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Nobody decapitated others over hiccups
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You're the kind of person that you notice when they're gone
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And the little hand tocks as the clock ticks on
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And I miss that song that we sung so long ago
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I know a little place you can dock your boat
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You're not Ronnie Biggs you're really not on the run
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It's like I haven't seen you since the Rabbitohs won
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So welcome back whenever you come
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I see your silhouette in the sun
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Look I can't stand the distance
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I'll give up all preconditions
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All will be forgiven
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and if you...please come home
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Okay I said it
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Look I can't stand the distance
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I'll give up all preconditions
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All will be forgiven
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and if you...please come home
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We've shared too much to not be blunt
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And if I didn't give a shit I'd probably just front
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That's why I'm sending out the signal
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(One two can you hear me?)
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The Signal
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| Urthboy |
