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Australia
Time to put the earphones on
No!
Born to multiply, born to gaze into night skies,
All you wants one more Saturday.
But look here, until then
Theyre gonna buy your nice time
So keep your wick in the air and your feet in the fetters
To the day.
You come in doing cartwheels
We all go out by ourselves
And your shape on the dance floor
Will have me thinking such filth and gauge my eyes.
Youd be d*mned to be one of us girl
Faced with a dodos conundrum
Ah, I felt like I could just fly
But nothingll happen every time I try.
A dual tone under wall
Selfish fool and hoped youd save us all
Never dreamt of such sterile hands,
You keep them folded in your lap,
And raise them up to beg for scr*ps,
You know, he's holding you down,
With the tips of his fingers just the same,
You'll be pulled from the ocean,
But just a minute too late,
Or changed by a potion,
Well find a handsome young mate,
For you to love.
You'll be d*mned to pining through the windowpanes,
You know you'll change your life for any ordinary Joe,
And though your night will go on,
Your nightmares only need a year or two to unfold.
Been in love since you were twenty-one,
You haven't laughed since January,
You try and make this up this is so much fun,
But we know it to be quite contrary.
Dare to be one of us, girl,
Facing the Android's conundrum,
Ah, I feel like I should just cry,
But nothing happens every time I take one on the chin,
Youre humoring your cote,
You don't know how long I've been,
Watching the lantern dim,
Starved of oxygen,
So give me your hand,
And let's jump out the window.