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This is the end, beautiful friends This is the end, my only friends Of our eloborate plans Of everything that stands No safety or surprise I'll never look into your eyes...again Can you picture what will be Desperatly in need...again...of some stranger's hand In a...desparate land Wilderness of pain And all the children ar insane Waitning for the summer rain, yeah There's danger on the edge of town Ride the people's highway baby The King has pissed in my pot of gold You these times They ain't looking so good But sometimes the rainbow is better than a pot of gold Weir scenes inside the goldmine Ride the highway west baby To the ancient lake The killer awoke before dawn He put his boots on The clock struck midnight Lost my soul, now I'm just a stranger inside myself I fear the voices in my head Can't stand This is the end...
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