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back up and rolling down circle street
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there are lots of people for you to meet
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cough up your youth like you've got one to spare
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and jealous adults : they dont even care
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there's no way around this barricade
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the circle you're on : and the detour is made
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back to the beginning everytime
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to play your part in life's pantomime
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take a spin and see what you find
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you get rear ended everytime
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the hill is long down which you have fell
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down the road that you know so well
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back up and rolling down circle street
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there are lots of people for you to beat
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no sense in making in discrete
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when you crash your car : you'll take to your feet
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take a spin and see what you find
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you get rear ended everytime
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the hill is long down which you have fell
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going down a road that you know so well
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there's fourty ways for this road to go
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the right way : you'll never know
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concrete this road wont bend
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get back up and do it again
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do it again : do it again
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get back up and do it again
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circle street
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