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All the latest toughs, you’ve got to shrug them off or shut them off. With ten-
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thousand-time-told truths, you’ve still got to ask for proof. Ask for proof, because if you’re
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dying to be led they’ll lead you up the hill in chains to their popular refrains until your
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slaughter’s been arranged, my little lamb, and it’s much too late to talk the knife out of their hands.
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Well I woke up, on a foggy morning, Hiding from the sun, he was hiding from the sun.
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But it came out and it shot its rays down. Burning everyone, it was burning everyone But they were
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dying, any way, to turn to ash, to feel their feelings flash and finally fade away, in a fabulous and fiery display.
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Look, though, I don't know what notes you want to hear played,
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I can't think what lines you'd like me to sing or say,
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and I'm not sure what subjects you want mentioned.
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So pause and add your own intentions.
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You were hiding from the sun...
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All the latest toughs, well, we have seen that stuff, and we have seen enough
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blood in dying coughs, which means that we have lost. We have lost, and if you’re
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crying to be tossed they’ll toss you down the oubliette with all the old things that you let yourself forget
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because you’d like to love a star who’d throw you down below the ground he thinks you are.
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