There's a clash of tunnel vision
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Work and play, live and die in corridors
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People are turning subterranean
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And digging in, digging in for the fall
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There's a flag arms to call a nation
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Make the break from school to dole queue
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People are turning radioactive
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Beep beep the sensor beeps it out.
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Come on...
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Let's escape this cold world comfort
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Make the break, I'll meet you on the surface
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Let's escape this cold world comfort
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Make the break, I'll meet you on the surface
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Way on up...
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There's a mood but no legislation
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No guarantee it's a tabloid reality
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People are making good connections
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write, write, write... it up for us all
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Come on...
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Let's escape this cold war comfort
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Make the break, I'll meet you on the surface
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Let's escape this cold war comfort
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Make the break, I'll meet you on the surface
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Way, way on up...
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Way on up...
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No more cold subterranean...
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No more cold at all...
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Lock the door...
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Let's escape this cold war comfort
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Make the break, I'll meet you on the surface
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Let's escape this cold war comfort
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Make the break, I'll meet you on the surface
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Way, way on up...
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Subterranean
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The Fixx |