| We’re surfing the waves of the blues
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| Through times of gloom and the confused
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| New world police is a western feeling
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| We’re not proud of this
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| Not just a little bit
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| Party girls and pick up lines
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| At your funeral
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| We’re living in a cold world’s industry
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| Right next to the new sheriff in town
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| O' how we fail to see
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| The mouth of the shark
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| You should not bow down
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| And give praise to the beast
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| You should rise up high
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| Above their ungodly feast
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| Close to those who care
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| And always pay tribute
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| To those who dared
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| We’re taking the chance of light
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| I’m telling through times
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| Where no skies are bright
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| I’m still telling you
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| I might be back, I might be back
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| We’re taking the chance of light
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| Through times
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| Where no skies are bright
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| Oil, porn and war
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| Is a western way of life
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| We’re not made of steel
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| It’s just how we feel
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| Dirty deals and cheap girls
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| Beside your coffin'
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| We’re living in a cold world’s harmony
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| Right next the portrait of the patriot
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| O' how we fail to feel
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| The mouth of the shark
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| Close to those who care
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| And always pay tribute
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| To those who dared
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| You should not bow down
|
| And give praise to the beast
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| You should rise up high
|
| Above their ungodly feast
|
| Gives praise to the beast
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| We’re taking the chance of light
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| I’m telling through times
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| Where no skies are bright
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| I’m still telling you
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| I might be back, I might be back
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| Don’t it feel like as if
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| We’re taking the chance of light
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| I’m telling through times
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| Where no skies are bright
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| I’m still telling you
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| I might be back, I might be back
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| Who’s next in line
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| For the big fucking get-away
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| You big cowboy
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| Who’s next in line
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| For the big fucking get-away
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| Gunslingers and tombstones
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| Don’t be long, don’t be gone
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| I think you might be back
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| If so, break my back
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| We’re taking the chance of light
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| I’m telling through times
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| Where no skies are bright
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| I’m still telling you
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| I might be back, I might be back
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| Don’t it feels like as if
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| We’re taking the chance of light
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| I’m telling through times
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| Where no skies are bright
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| I’m still telling you
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| I might be back, I might be back
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| We’re taking the chance of light
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| Through times
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| Where no skies are bright
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| I’m still telling you
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| I might be back, I might be back |