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SINGER: Bush
SONG:Spacetravel
They're polishing the government Resembles a last waltz We are the play things We are the form Soon it may come Since we can rise Too long since i've seen you We move like satellites
My future lies In spacetravel She's coming over me
They're burning the tenements Topless progressive thinking Political holes Got six but pray for seven
My future lies In space travel She's coming over me I employ spies To stroll the gravel They never want to leave
My future lies My future lies
Scared of the government I'm scared of the government
My future lies In spacetravel There's someone after me i employ spies in silver tassels they never seem that pleased My future lies My future lies
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