| Did you find yourself a liar
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| Or a fictional supplier
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| Of mythology to call your own
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| Or a way to spend the hours
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| In between the lonely towers
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| That you call your work and call your home
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| Have you seen the dimming lights
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| They’re shining from a starlit night
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| And calling back the star you are on your own.
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| Have you given up on life
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| And traded for another try
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| Along with this one like an old, dusty coat
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| Well, know that you are not alone
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| Even though you’re always on your own
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| You can always pick up the phone
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| And just listen to the dial tone
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| Sitting all alone with the dial tone
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| Just sitting all alone with the dial tone
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| My baby’s gone to heaven
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| Did you see the exposition
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| Of the general’s position
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| On the war that would never end
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| And did you mention the direction
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| Of the latest insurrection
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| All the dollars that we’re gonna spend
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| And did you look upon the sun
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| And smile down on everyone
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| To let us know that we’re gonna win
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| And did you shed a single tear
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| To mark the passing of the year
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| Until the day that we lost our friend
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| Well, I know that you are not alone
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| Even though you’re always on your own
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| You can always pick up the phone
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| And just listen to the dial tone
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| Sitting all alone with the dial tone
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| Just sitting all alone with the dial tone
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| My baby’s gone to heaven now
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| Well, I say now
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| I say now
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| Do you feel the satisfaction
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| To the horrible reaction
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| Of the face cast upon a mirror
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| And as you look inconsequential
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| Really lacking all potential
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| So much older than it did last year
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| But if you wanna find a cure
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| One that will always work for sure
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| And is approved by a group of your peers
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| Start by turning out the lights
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| And give yourself unto the night
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| Under the cloven hooves of your fears
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| 'Cause I know that you are not alone
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| Even though you’re always on your own
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| You can always pick up the phone
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| And just listen to the dial tone
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| Sitting all alone with the dial tone
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| Just sitting all alone with the dial tone
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| My baby’s gone to heaven |