| Come on people get together
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| Cause you know the time is coming
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| The wolves beneath you on the prowl
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| Are crowded round you shouting something
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| And it ain’t easy to find a friend inside another fascination
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| But it’s much harder to find a lover in another observation
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| Oh, I got that feeling once again
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| That everything around is gonna end
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| So who was watching when their soured souls
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| Came marching right down through here
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| And made believe they were a carnival of crows
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| Without any fear
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| Threw their glasses to the floor
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| Free of consequences for cowards
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| And kicked up their final daisy
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| Far before their final hour
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| And oh I got that feeling once again
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| That everything around is gonna end
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| And oh I got that feeling once again
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| That everything around is gonna end
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| Now everybody gather round me
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| For another story to tell
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| The angry clouds on the horizon
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| Seas around you starting to swell
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| Thunder’s going to have to crash
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| And the rain is going to fall
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| And then the first will be the last
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| Can you hear the children call?
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| I know you can
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| And oh I got that feeling once again
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| That everything around is gonna end
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| And oh I got that feeling once again
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| That everything around is gonna end
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| Come on people, get together
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| Cause you know the time is coming
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| The wolves beneath you on the prowl
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| Are crowded round you, baby
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| And they’re shouting something
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |