Alexander, our older brother,
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set out for a great adventure.
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He tore our images out of his pictures,
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he scratched our names out of all his letters.
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Our mother shoulda just named you Laika!
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Come on Alex, you can do it.
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Come on Alex, there's nothin' to it.
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If you want somethin' don't ask for nothin,
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if you want nothin' don't ask for somethin'!
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Our mother shoulda just named you Laika!
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It's for your own good,
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it's for the neighborhood!
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For the neighborhood
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Our older brother bit by a Vampire!
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For a year we caught his tears in a cup.
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And now we're gonna make him drink it.
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Come on Alex don't die or dry up!
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Our mother shoulda just named you Laika!
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It's for your own good,
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it's for the neighborhood!
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When daddy comes home you always start a fight,
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so the neighbors can dance in the police disco lights.
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The police disco lights.
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Now the neighbors can't dance! (x4)
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Neighborhood #2 (Laika)
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The Arcade Fire |