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go, and you go and you go-go-go. ‘Til you hear a banjo. It ain’t on no map. And I’m glad it isn’t. Leave the phone and the GPS,. Those satellites ain’t found it yet,. Got our own little piece of heaven
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Verse 1. From underneath the trees. We watch the sky. Confusing stars for satellites. I never dreamed that you'd be mine. But here we are, we're here tonight. Pre-Chorus. Singing, Amen, I. I'm alive
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heavens. Galileo saw reflections of us too. Pluribus unum, unus mundus. All the satellites imbue. The purple, yellow, green, red, orange and the blue. Oh it's a crazy world, it's true. Sing it out. Oh-oh-oh
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name. And the zipping white light beams. Disregards the bombs and satellites That was the turning point,. That was one lonely night Chorus. The star maker says, "It ain't so bad". The dream maker's
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abused, and we're so confused. It's easy to believe that someone's gonna light the fuse. Can't happen here, can't happen here. All that you fear they're telling you, can't happen here Satellites spying
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rule the world. Must be something we get from birth. One truth is we never learn. Satellites will make space burn We've been told to keep the strangers out. We don't like them starting to hang around
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for me, too much for me. I've got to be where the wind and the water are free. Alone on a midnight passage. I can count the falling stars. While the southern cross and the satellites. They remind
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, fool?. It's kinda like miniature satellites floatin' in closets. Spyin' in pockets. Jumpin' out of a helicopter into a football stadium filled with cotton candy We. Word up,. So your man got a good
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black hole (baby uhh). Girl now that you're next to me. We will be just like satellites. Watching over the Earth. We'll make space our paradise. Girl I promise this will be painless (painless). We'll take
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cameras mics and satellites that leave privacy breathless. You don't even know the chemicals you've ingested. Urine tested -- beat innocent man til he confesses. . "who's america? who's america? who's