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Can't hear the revolution
God rolls the sun
As he walks down the highway
I have kissed you - you will leave
And the friction in the morning
The friction 'round suppertime
Can't hear the revolution
Can't hear the revolution
God rolls the sun
As he walks down the highway
I have kissed you - you will leave
And the friction in the morning
The friction 'round suppertime
Can't hear the revolution