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Here I’m standing on the cliffs alone Shivering waiting for the storm Cross the horizon I see it building up A beast about to take its form It tears my clothes my gear And now its here
Na nana nana nana, nana nana nana, nana nana, A ringtingting
Na nana nana nana, nana nana nana, nana nana, A ringtingting
Na nana nana nana, nana nana nana, nana nana, A ringtingting
Na nana nana nana, nana nana nana, nana nana, Om papa om papa
Na nana nana nana, nana nana nana, nana nana, A ringtingting
Na nana nana nana, nana nana nana, nana nana, A ringtingting
Na nana nana nana, nana nana nana, nana nana, A ringtingting
Na nana nana nana, nana nana nana, nana nana, Om papa om papa
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