The situations progressed
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We built this city on rock and roll
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It's my only regret
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But bad is never good till there's worse
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Scatter the ash of our homes
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At the advisor's request
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They suggest that we blame someone else
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And we all say nothing more
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Lay down your hands over your eyes
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Our hearts don't beat like before
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Bathing in the river of half hearted souls
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Take me away from everything
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We gathered wings of an angel
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And we flew up to the gates to be with God
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But when we got to the sun
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We lost our wings up to the flames
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And sold our souls to the devil
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The red devil
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The Two Dead Boys
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| The Chariot |
