| Gillian I think it’s alright
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| Even though everybody is trying to stay in flavor
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| We idolise those guys with six packs and pearly whites
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| 'Cause they’ve got more followers than your Lord and Saviour
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| Gillian I think it’s okay
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| That nobody’s got it figured out
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| We drive ourselves insane trying to make it rain
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| When the sunshine is what we’re all about
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| Yeah we just need to settle
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| But no need to settle down
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| We got time to make rays and mess around
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| Yeah we’re all cruel creatures
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| But there’s proof among the preachers
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| That the truth will come and meet us one day
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| No lie
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| I’m good with muddy and a blue sky
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| Yeah, the future’s bright
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| Even with black shades over red eyes
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| They only ever got the cliff notes
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| You wanna hang on every line
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| But there’s a world out there you’ve get to know
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| That’s full of hopes and Romeo’s
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| Bad manners and good times
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| And I see the fear on the street below
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| Wishing that we’d jump into the lifestyle
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| But there’s no problem with cruising along
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| If we all pack sparks and a nice smile
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| We just need to settle
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| We’re not settled for less
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| As we’re driving in the bottles of happiness
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| I said we’re all cruel creatures
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| But there’s proof among the preachers
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| That the truth will come and meet us one day
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| No lie
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| I’m good with muddy and a blue sky
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| Oh yeah, the future’s bright
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| Even with black shades over red eyes
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| No lie
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| I’m good with muddy and a blue sky
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| Yeah, the future’s bright
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| Black shades over red eyes
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| No lie
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| I’m good with muddy and a blue sky
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| Oh yeah, the future’s bright
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| With black shades over red eyes
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| With black shades over red eyes
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| With black shades over red eyes
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| With black shades over red eyes |