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I will wake up at six a.m. again.
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and I will find my way to the front door
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like a soldier crawling through the smoking carnage.
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smoldering bodies at my feet,
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I'd love to stick around, but I've got someone to meet.
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and I will put my best foot forward.
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and I'll thank god I made it out of there
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on the day when my new friends come.
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I will present myself in my nice white tuxedo jacket.
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and I will look out at the day through my dark sunglasses,
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and take in the scene.
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the house behind me and the people in it
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will all go up like steam in just a minute.
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there's gonna be a redefining of some borders,
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and I will receive my orders
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on the day when my new friends come.
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the rooftops and the sidewalks
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will all melt like plastic.
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and oh friends, old friends, dear friends,
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I'm gonna look fantastic.
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there won't be any reason left to cry
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'cause there won't be any people left to cry for.
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my memory's gonna vaporize itself.
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and my italian shoes, well, they will be to die for.
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I believe I can fly.
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might you look up at me and wave goodbye
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on the day when my new friends come.
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