| Oh, the milky way
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| Has gone a little sour
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| The leaves dried and the flower
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| Fell
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| Away
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| I’ve been sitting
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| I’ve been waiting for a sign
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| Inhuman beings
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| Taking up all of my time
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| Want to leave but I’ve got to stay
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| And I’m wondering more every day
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| Montreal to Hong Kong
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| Where have all the good people gone?
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| Traffic jam but I’m on the shoulder
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| Two take cops to pull me over
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| Bangkok to Babylon
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| Where have all the good people gone?
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| I haven’t met a friend
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| In a long, long while
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| They don’t shake my hand
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| But they shake my style
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| The modern world
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| Is a cold, cold world
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| And all I meet are
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| Cold, cold girls
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| Want to leave but I’ve got to stay
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| And I’m wondering more every day
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| Montreal to Hong Kong
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| Where have all the good people gone?
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| Traffic jam but I’m on the shoulder
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| Two take cops to pull me over
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| Bangkok to Babylon
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| Where have all the good people gone?
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| And it’s always the same
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| We all just turn away
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| We are stealing from ourselves
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| We are feeding off ourselves
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| And we were born in the flame
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| We need a cool breeze in the summer rain
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| We are stealing from ourselves
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| We are feeding off ourselves
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| Come on
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| Come on
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| Come on
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| People come on
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| Oh, the milky way
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| Has gone a little sour
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| The leaves dried and the flower
|
| Fell
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| Away
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| Want to leave but I’ve got to stay
|
| And I’m wondering more every day
|
| Montreal to Hong Kong
|
| Where have all the good people gone?
|
| Traffic jam but I’m on the shoulder
|
| Two take cops to pull me over
|
| Bangkok to Babylon
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| Where have all the good people gone?
|
| Want to leave but I’ve got to stay
|
| And I’m wondering more every day
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| Montreal to Hong Kong
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| Where have all the good people gone?
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| Traffic jam but I’m on the shoulder
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| Two take cops to pull me over
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| Time’s up and we’re running low
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| Where have all the good people gone?
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| (Thanks to Manda for these lyrics) |