("Tonight the [...] is going to begin.")
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You could tackle the trainer then run for two days
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through the end of all ghettos, a junkyard in the rain
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She appears in a hail of carbon and steam
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with a hissing of brakes and a fire-alarm scream
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CHORUS:
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Let me in, let me in, let me in oh please--1,000,000%, 1,000,000%
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And you cannot escape her--no creator!
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And you love and you hate her--no creator!
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and you should have [...]--no creator!
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You're no fuckin' saviour--no creator!--CHORUS
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("Oh, dear, what a mess.")
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It's the [...] disaster, run faster and faster
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Run, run, run!
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Let me in, let me in...
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("What a little whore you are!")
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("Oh, my god.")
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("Can I piss on your friend?")
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The new day dawns and another one spawns
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The new day dawns and another one spawns
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[...?]
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("The herald of the new age!")
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1,000,000%
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| The Fatima Mansions |
