| I had a dream last night I was piloting a plane
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| And all the passengers were drunk and insane
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| I crash landed in a Louisiana swamp
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| Shot up a horde of zombies, but I come out on top
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| What’s it all about?
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| Guess it just reflects my mood
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| Sitting in the dirt
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| Feeling kind of hurt
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| When all I hear is doom and gloom
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| With all this darkness in my room
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| Through that light, your face, I see
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| Baby, take a chance
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| Baby, won’t you dance with me?
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| We lost all that treasure in an overseas war
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| Just goes to show you don’t get what you paid for
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| Bowing to the rich and you worry 'bout the poor
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| Put my feet up on the couch and lock all the doors
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| What’s that funky noise?
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| It’s the tightening of their screws
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| Sitting in the dirt
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| Feeling kind of hurt
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| All I hear is doom and gloom
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| But when those drums go
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| Boom, boom, boom
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| Through that night, your face, I see
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| Baby, take a chance
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| Baby, won’t you dance with me?
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| Yeah, baby, won’t you dance with me?
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| Ah, yeah
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| Fracking deep for oil
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| But there’s nothing in the sump
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| There’s kids all picking at the garbage dump
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| I’m running out of water, so I better prime the pump
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| I’m trying to stay sober, but I end up drunk
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| We’ll be eating dirt
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| Living on the side of the road
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| There’s some food for thought
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| Gonna make your head explode
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| Feeling kind of hurt, yeah
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| But all I hear is doom and gloom
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| With all this darkness in my room
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| Through that night, your face I see
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| Baby, take a chance
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| Baby, won’t you dance with me?
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| Yeah, come on
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| Baby won’t you dance with me?
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| I’m feeling kind of hurt
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| Baby, won’t you dance with me?
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| Oh yeah, sitting in the dirt
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| Baby, won’t you dance with me? |