I woke up late this morning
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I pulled myself right out of bed.
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Right outside my window,
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The rain was fallin' hot as lead.
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So I drank a pint of rum,
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'Till rushed up to the top of my head.
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Then lookin' kinda pale,
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I drank a glass of ale again.
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Lift a toast to the past,
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Drink to the future at last.
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Then fill another glass,
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'Cause it's comin' up much too fast.
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Now runnin' through the streets,
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Lookin' for some hospitality.
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I found the nearest inn,
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Asn I had a fifth of gin sent to me.
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When I saw a small dispute,
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Over girls of ill repute, naturally.
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Then the lights went out,
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And I took a subtle hint to leave.
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Lift a toast to the past,
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Drink to the future at last,
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Then fill another glass,
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'Cause it's comin' up much too fast.
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Chorus:
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Can you feel it, Can you feel it at all?
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Can you feel it, Can you feel it at all?
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Sittin' on a fence,
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Breaking your defense for affection.
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Watchin' every move,
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Though you haven't got a clue or suspicion.
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You know you're looking fine,
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But you're thinkin' there's some kind of connection.
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You're asking is that all,
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Lookin' through a crystal ball for direction.
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Lift a toast to the past,
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Drink to the future at last.
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Then fill another glass,
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'Cause it's comin' on much too fast.
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Solo
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Chorus:
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Can you feel it, can you feel it at all.
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Can you feel it, can you feel it at all.
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(Repeat & fade)
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Can You Feel It
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Angel (Metal) |