She looked at me and did the bosa nova
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I smiled at her and then just walked away
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Then the lights came on and it was over
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To my surprise, she wasn't a girl at all
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So I packed it up and took to a rock show...
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Where you can feel the pulse getting stronger
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& you can only hear the beat for so long
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I asked if there was any way to stop it
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No, he said, just smile and act as if...
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You worship the very ground on which they walk on...
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No way
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A temporary absence of gesture
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A hidden meaning known to everyone
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A slight misconception of leizure
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Don't see how that could hurt anyone...I know...but
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Spirit, excellence, further down the road,
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These are the tools you'll need further down the road.
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So lets pack it up and take it somewhere special...
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From a quintessential, existential nightmare
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To a sanctuary waiting in the sun
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Spirit
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Faith No More |