Come in, babe
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Across these purple fields
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The sun has sunk behind you
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Across these purple fields
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That idiot-boy in the corner
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Is speaking deviated truths
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Come on, admit it, babe
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It¡¯s a wonderful life
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If you can find it
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If you can find it
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If you can find it
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It¡¯s a wonderful life that you bring
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Ooh it¡¯s a wonderful thing
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Speak our secret into your hands
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And hold it in between
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Plunge your hands into the water
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And drown it in the sea
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There will be nothing between us, baby
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But the air that we breathe
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Don¡¯t cry
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It¡¯s a wonderful, wonderful life
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If you can find it
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If you can find it
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If you can find it
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It¡¯s a wonderful life that you bring
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It¡¯s a wonderful, wonderful thing
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We can build our dungeons in the air
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And sit and cry the blues
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We can stomp across this world
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With nails hammered through our shoes
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We can join that troubled chorus
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Who criticise and accuse
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It don¡¯t matter much
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We got nothing much to lose
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But this wonderful life
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If you can find it
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And when you find it
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And when you find it
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It¡¯s a wonderful life that you bring
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It¡¯s a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful thing
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Sometimes our secrets are all we¡¯ve got
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With our lives we must defend
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Sometimes the air between us, babe
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Is unbearably thin
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Sometimes it¡¯s wise to lay down your gloves
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And just give in
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Come in, come in
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Come in, come in
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To this wonderful life
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If you can find it
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And if you find it
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It¡¯s a wonderful life that you bring
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It¡¯s a wonderful, wonderful thing
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It¡¯s a wonderful life
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It¡¯s a wonderful life
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Wonderful Life
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Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds |