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: Good times coming, good times coming in, Good times coming, good times coming in, ho! Good times coming, good times coming in, ha-ha-ha! Good times

: It's beautiful outside, An old hand gathers wood, Can he see me sitting here? His mind is somewhere else. His friends have flown away, He's left

oh) Yeah, yeah, (never like this) Won't you tell me to press, press, press, press, Press, press, press, press...... Won't you just tell me to press

: Ears twitch, Like a dog, Breaking eggs in a dish. Do not mock me when I say This is not a lie. No, it isn't, Oh, oh, oh, Mm-mm-mm. It's funny

: Hey-yeah, Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. You need love, write a letter, You need love, write away. Get it down, you'

t feel afraid Of an undercover aid There's no need to fuss There ain't nobody that spies like us Spies like us We don't know the meaning of fear We play

: Whoa! What the hell gives the right To tell me what to do with my life? Especially when you made a mess Of every chance you had of success. Look

: Hillmen, hillmen, hillmen, hillmen, Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh. Hillmen come down from the lava, Forging across the mighty river flow, oh-oh. Always

It's beautiful outside, An old hand gathers wood, Can he see me sitting here? His mind is somewhere else. His friends have flown away, He's left