| In the cold of a Monday morning
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| Stepping from the train
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| With shaded eyes, a promise and a vision
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| All the gold in the streets of London
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| Is shining in the rain
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| Like a new guitar, it’s humming with ambition
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| You know where you’re going
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| You know you’ll go far and
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| You know rock 'n' roll is fine
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| You know where you’re going
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| You know you’re a star and
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| All you have to do is shine
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| At the door, you were feeling fine
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| You knew you had arrived
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| To take the chance that took so long to find you
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| And before you have had the time
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| To read between the lines
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| With shaking hands, you sign the past behind you
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| We know where you’re going
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| We know you’ll go far and
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| We know rock 'n' roll is fine
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| We know where you’re going
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| We’ll make you a star and
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| All you have to do is shine
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| The publicity
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| The image and the looks
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| The management, the agency
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| The message and the hooks
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| This is what you’re paying for
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| Gotta have the best
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| We can open all the doors
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| You can do the rest
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| Looking down on a sea of faces
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| You can’t believe you’re here
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| The audience is swaying down below you
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| And the sound of a thousand voices
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| Is pounding in your ears
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| You can almost hear them saying
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| That they love you
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| We know where you’re going
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| We know you’ll go far and
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| We know rock 'n' roll is fine
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| We know where you’re going
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| We’ll make you a star and
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| All you have to do is shine
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| We know where you’re going
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| We know you’ll go far and
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| We know rock 'n' roll is fine
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| We know where you’re going
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| We’ll make you a star |