| You say the TV is faking us, and all our heroes have forsaken us
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| Don’t leave us out here like some sycophants
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| You say wait for the right time, but it’s never the right time
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| If you don’t see me back here then you’ll know
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| And that scrolling screen is all you seem willing to hold on to
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| Only tonight we were splitting our sides
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| Just thinking what a week it’s been
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| He said, «When all is told and you weigh it up
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| We don’t need a wall, we need a bigger boat»
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| Well tell me something new
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| He said, «Do I have hope?»
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| And I said, «I don’t»
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| But I do, I do, I do, 'course I do
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| When you put out the call, but your hero never seems to show
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| When your begging pleas fall on deaf ears of the gods you need
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| I still do, I do
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| I do declare it’s a cartoon out there
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| We’re better off here in this living room
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| The future is taunting us, history’s haunting us
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| Look at us now, this will never do
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| These rising degrees and the blue screen beams
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| Don’t say we go down like this
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| And you’re never alone like
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| When you’re alone on the dawn light precipice
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| He said, «When all is told and you weigh it up
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| We don’t need a wall, we need a bigger boat»
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| Well tell me something new
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| He said, «Do I have hope?»
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| And I said, «I don’t»
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| But I do, I do, I do, 'course I do
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| When you put out the call, but your hero never seems to show
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| When your begging pleas fall on deaf ears of the gods you need
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| I still do, I do
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| When you put out the call, but your hero never seems to show
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| When your begging pleas fall on deaf ears of the gods you need
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| I still do, I do, I do, I do |