| It’s time to sleep, it’s time to leave
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| To loose the binds, to lose a mind
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| Time to exhale, to drink the green sea
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| To drift upon the scarlet breeze
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| It’s time, it’s time, it’s time to begin
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| It’s time, it’s time, it’s time to just leave
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| Let’s raise up our hands in prayer
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| Walk barefoot upon this carpet of air
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| Na na, na na, na na na na na na
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| Na na, na na, na na na na na na
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| Let’s string up the man
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| At the top of the stairs
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| Let’s piss on the city
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| That’s burning down there
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| Jim, Jim, Jim, oh Jim
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| Jim, Jim, it’s time to begin
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| Ride your mechanical beast to heaven
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| Ride your beautiful bitch to the ultimate sin
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| Na na, na na, na na na na na na
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| Na na, na na, na na na na na na
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| Don’t cry, sweet plum, no regrets
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| We will strangle you up in the loft
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| These methedrine teeth are piled up in the sink
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| And your mother is screaming to finish him off
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| Now heaven will come, we will rise again
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| Yeah heaven will come, we will win
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| It’s 200 miles to the place where we begin
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| Yeah heaven will come, we will win… |