Your imaginations having puppies
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It could be a video for new recruits
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Just stare into the camera
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And pretend that you got the flu
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Or dreams of impossible vacations
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And get all teary from the wind
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Look as though you're standing at the station
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Long after the train came in
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And see how the space tautens
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Like there's something on
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And you're never more hot then
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When you've got something on
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Picture a century of water
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Bury the pipeline guy right here
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Kill the dream of possible vacations
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With the sweep of a mapping pioneer
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Outside there's hectic action
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The ice is covering the trees
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And one of em's interconnecting
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With my chevrolet caprice
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Black out to phantom power
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And like there's nothing on
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And hammering the tower
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And now there's nothing on
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We'll ride the monorail
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Rocking gently home on the trail
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You wanna to show me the moon
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I know you're standing at the station
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I know there's nothing on
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I know the alienation
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I know the train's long gone
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I can see how your face tautens
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Like you've got something on
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It makes me feel just rotten
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But you've got something on
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Something On
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| Tragically Hip |
