Hey girls, hey boys no don't mind the noise
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It's just the sound of being dragged ahead
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It's just a pornographic annulationship
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As we watch the spider's web eat itself
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All this death above extinguishing
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All that you've ever known
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Turn your touch screens off and start harvesting
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The seeds that your parents sew
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It's got me singing blues that hit you like a cannonball
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Loud enough to break your bones
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But it was written in blood before they wrote it in stone
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So, sing it with me like it's your own
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You're gettin' bothered staying low like under four hundred blows
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Makes you feel like you are all by yourself
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So when the chance comes along like where you could help right a wrong
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The bullshit's got you stuck up on the shelf
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"But it's heavy"
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"I'm not ready"
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Do you feel like you're swimming in the notes?
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But baby, follow the sound
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That's shooting out of your crown
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There's only one way up from the floor
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It's got me fucked up and dried up and fed up can't get up
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And bleeding and crying like I'm mad at the soul
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"I'm a carbon copy
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Now they got me"
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Up oh look at where we're going
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It's got you strung out and bothered and caught up
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And drowning and feeling and shot up
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And feeling you gotta run
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You're a carbon copy
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Now they got me
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Up oh look at where we're going
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Now gonna kick toe
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Gonna run right forward
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Lord not the first time we've imposed a locked door
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Oh critter fight back it's your sole reward
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Below with your fist up
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Brush the dust off
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Boy, it's got got it's got me singing
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Blues that hit you like a cannonball
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Loud enough to break your bones
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But it was written in blood before they wrote it in stone
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So sing it with me like it's your own
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Those blues they hit you like a cannonball
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Loud enough to break your bones
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But wish the rising in love before we're taking the throne
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So sing it with me like it's your own
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You better dust off and get up, get ready to push up
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Hey baby get ready 'cause yea yea it's gonna come
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If we want to see what's possible for a, a better way right now
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You better dust off and get up, get ready to push up
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Hey baby get ready 'cause yea yea it's gonna come
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When the truth is spoken
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Love's unbroken
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Nothing's gonna weigh us down
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New Cannonball Blues
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TV On The Radio |