| Have you ever gone down under
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| Way down beneath the liquid thunder
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| Under the blue-black rolling sea
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| With s broken heart in revery
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| Gone so deep you can’t remember
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| Come sweet July or deep December
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| The first, the last, the only one
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| Time herself with a sawed off shotgun
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| Down, down, way down under
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| Up and over and in between
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| Some times you make me wonder
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| What does anything really mean
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| Sing your songs as long as you can
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| Top of your lungs, let the rest be damned
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| It’s time to find out on your own
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| Where you chihuahua burried his bone
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| Try to remember, do your best
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| Was it in the east or in the west
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| Where the sun rose or where it set
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| Follow your shadow to where we met
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| Down, down, way down under
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| Up and over and in between
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| Some times you make me wonder
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| What does anything really mean
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| What does anything really mean
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| Go ahead and take a whirl
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| But don’t step out of the magic circle
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| Unless you can find your own way back
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| Sense of direction is all you lack
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| Knock knock knock, don’t knock down the door
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| Love is enough, we don’t need no more
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| Tragedy comes, tragedy goes
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| You’re soaking wet, go change your clothes
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| Down, down, way down under
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| Up and over and in between
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| Some times you make me wonder
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| What does anything really mean
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| Jam down the throttle all the way
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| To seventh heaven by break of day
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| From city of blood and brick
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| And back again like a parlor trick
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| Maybe it matters, maybe not
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| What will you give for all that you got
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| Way down under where deep runs red
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| Never take back one word you said
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| Down, down, way down under
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| Up and over and in between
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| Some times you make me wonder
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| What does anything really mean
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| Way, way down under
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| Way, way down under |