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What's all this talk about planning for the crisis
I'm not thinking like that at all
Smiling faces are my Dionysus
I'm not thinking clear at all
Hold up, crazy one, I know what you're thinking
'Cause it's not looking great right now
So what's this talk about planning for the crisis
I'm not thinking like that at all
As much as I can say
It's hard for me to stay away
Ever and ever, as far as any eye can see
You're looking pretty fine to me
Better and better, as far as I can tell
We're on the road to brighter hell
Over and over, as far as I can tell
We're on the road to brighter hell
Fade out, turn me up, wrap your mind around me
For all and everyone to see
What would you say falling from a building
So far so free
So far so free
Who are you
As much as I can say
It's hard for me to stay away
Ever and ever, as far as any eye can see
You're looking pretty fine to me
Better and better, as far as I can tell
We're on the road to brighter hell
Over and over, as far as I can tell
We're on the road to brighter hell
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