I knew it musta been some big set-up.
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All the Action just would not let up.
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It's just a little bit back from the main road
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Where the silence spreads and the men dig holes.
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I start to spin the tale
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You complain of my diction
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You give me friction
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You give me friction
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You give me friction
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My eyes are like telescopes
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I see it all backwards: but who wants hope?
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If I ever catch that ventriloquist
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I'll squeeze his head right into my fist.
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Something comes tracking in,
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What is it? What's the prediction?
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I'll betcha it's friction
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I'll betcha it's friction
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I'll betcha it's friction
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Rattlesnake, get out of the snake pit
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Stop this head motion... set the sails.
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You know all us boys gonna wind up in jail.
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I don't wanna grow up
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There's too much contradiction
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There's too much friction
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There's too much friction
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I need friction
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F R I C T I O N
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Friction
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Friction
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Friction
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Friction
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| Echo & The Bunnymen |
