| Hey
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| Fourteen, nineteen, fourteen, one
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| Or a series of wolves
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| And make two, make three, make many Vietnams
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| So look out, we’re a politician
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| Outside, a child’s being beaten
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| Outside, there’s frost on the windshield
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| Outside, drive me through outside
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| A voice from the smoke
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| A voice from the bed
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| A singing voice
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| A gesture in silence
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| A voice from the smoke
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| A voice from the bed
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| A singing voice
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| A gesture in silence
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| Outside, the one hundred million
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| Outside, Moscow was rusty
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| Outside, drive me through outside
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| Just eyeballs in the camera
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| I don’t know why I treat you so bad
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| Smell the smoke on my clothes
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| Clean me up, my heart beats faster
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| Outside, they’re waving up tapes now
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| Outside, we’ve made for control
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| Outside, drive me through outside
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| Jacking off to late night TV
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| Don’t you pick a side
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| He’s too famous to be, that’s our policy
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| Bring us together, we’re a politician
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| Bring us together, we’re a politician
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| Bring us together, we’re a politician
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| Bring us together, we’re a politician
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| A new Van Gogh
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| A new Van Gogh
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| A new Van Gogh
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| Gotta move, gotta go
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| A new Van Gogh
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| A new Van Gogh
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| A new Van Gogh
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| You gotta move, you gotta go
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| You gotta move
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| You gotta go
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| Tension! |