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(ooh-ooh) GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,
CHAS-ING DOWN THE GOLD,
FEEL-ING SO A-LONE BUT WE DO WHAT WE ARE TOLD.
A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE ZOM-BIE IN A GLOSS-Y NEW DIS-GUISE,
PER-FECT PIX-EL PIC-TURES WITH THE DEAD-NESS IN HER EYES!
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!
DRIV-ING IN A FORD BUT WE'RE RAC-ING TO THE STARS,
COL-LEC-TIVE EX-HAUS-TION BLEED-ING OUT THE CARS.
Amara vara Mara vara RING-LIGHT PANE,
PAY-ING FOR A FEEL-ING IN THE CYBER-POROUS RAIN.
UN-DER-SCOR-ING GLOSS-O-LA-LI-A GLOW, CRU-EL MOD-ERN FRAC-TURES,
YEAH WE RUN THE SHOW!
SPIL-LING ALL OUR GUTS WHILE WE SE-CURE THE BAG,
TOP-THIR-TY LEA-DER-BOARD WAV-ING THE FLAG!
BAL-ANC-ING THE FRE-QUEN-CY, CLAIM-ING BACK THE PRIZE,
DROP-PING ALL THE FIL-TERS UN-DER DEAD AND EMP-TY SKIES.
WORD FOR WORD YES I’M HOLD-ING THE BAG IN MY DREAMS,
WASH-ING OUT THE NI-HIL-IST STA-TIC IN THE STREAMS. (ahhhh)