You board an airplane
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Take your seat and watch as
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All the seasons they change
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In a wave of your hand
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And all the boys gasp
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Stand on legs that shake shake
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They all want inside you
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They all want to wear your clothes
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And it's just motion
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Yes everybody knows it
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And it's just motion
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Yes everybody knows it
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And I wish you would close your eyes
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Pay attention to the sound of our blood
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Beacuse it seems with the birds outside
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Who are telling us
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Oh, don't be afraid
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Oh yeah we won't be afraid
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Oh yeah we won't be afraid
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Oh yeah we won't be afraid
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Oh yeah we won't be afraid
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Oh yeah the room's full
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All these dancing bodies
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All this flesh you're touching
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And still it don't mean a thing
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And all the mouths move
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All the lips of red red
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They do all this talking
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But nothing's ever really said
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And yeah, it's backwards
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Yes everybody knows it
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And it's just backwards
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Yes everybody knows it
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And I wish you would close your eyes
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Pay attention to the sound of our blood
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Because it seems
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With the birds outside
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Who are telling us
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Oh, don't be afraid
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Now you're shaking the hands
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Each one so cold
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A symptom of the yearly toll
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It's just the flu
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Yeah, it's been going around
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And do you believe in rock and roll?
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Can music come and save your soul?
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I don't think so
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Because you're dancing too slow
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Oh yeah you're dancing too slow
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Oh yeah you're dancing too slow
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Oh yeah you're dancing too slow
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Oh yeah you're dancing too slow
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Shake Shake
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| Tilly And The Wall |
