All lines are red, the film is done
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After hours is on
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And now they'll make another one!
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If you miss the meaning this time
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Well, here comes another one!
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And if you clap your hands, the man will fall
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Hold your breath, he'll shake himself to death
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And the seas get real raged, and words are said.
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Chorus
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Every day, I hear 'knock-knock-knock'
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Oh, that is you!
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Every day, I hear 'knock-knock-knock'
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Better see us, and you're shaking,
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And you're breaking,
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And you tell me I'm your only friend
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And it starts all over again!
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You said you were living in a buttoned-up world, living in 1892
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I don't want nothing they could say to convince me,
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Or to blame nobody but you.
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Some truth and you know it's gonna blow
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But you don't give a damn, don't care who's gonna know.
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You just want everyone talk slow, and give you consent.
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Chorus:
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Every day, I hear 'knock-knock-knock'
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Oh, that is you!
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Every day, I hear 'knock-knock-knock'
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Better see us, and you're shaking,
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And you're breaking,
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And you tell me I'm your only friend
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And it starts all over again!
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[Outro:]
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And it starts all over again
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And it starts all over again
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Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm
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When it starts up again
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It's all over again!
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Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm
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Knock Knock Knock
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