I'm putting your patience to the test.
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I'm putting your body on the line, for less.
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Didn't you know there was a choice?
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It's never yours but someone else's voice.
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Selling your body to the street.
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I'm selling your girlfriends to the night, for cheap.
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Wearing a jacket made of meat,
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Sealing a letter made with horses' feet
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And now you've heard that...
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Waves turn to grey.
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Life in the shade.
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A violent cloud,
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And that's the USA
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Platinum's on the rise,
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Playboy's in disguise
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I'm just trying' to find...
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A mountain I can climb.
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I'm putting your patience to the test.
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I'm putting your body on the line, for less.
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And didn't you know there was a choice?
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It's never yours but someone else's voice.
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And now you've seen that...
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Blondes turn to grey,
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Life in the shade
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A violent cloud,
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And that's the USA
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Porn on the rise,
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Psycho's in disguise
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I'm just trying to find
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A mountain I can climb.
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Darling,
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Ain't nobody gonna tell us,
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They're gonna be oh so jealous
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We're gonna be oh so silent,
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They're gonna be stoned in silence
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(I didn't want to ask you, baby
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I didn't want to have to ask anybody, baby,
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Is anyone asking maybe?
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Can anyone even hear me?)
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Why are you waiting by the door?
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Life turns to dust,
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And rain it turns to rust
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Gossip is a truth,
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And money pays for the lies we trust
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Your love is a surprise,
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Hopeless saints are in disguise
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I'm just trying to find
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A nice place for you and I
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Machu Picchu
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The Strokes |