Bells are chiming for victory
Theres a page back in history
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They came back to the world that they fought for
Didnt turn out just like they thought
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Here is a song to sing to do the measuring
What do you lose, what do you gain, what do you win?
Nine years later a child is born
Theres a record, so you put it on
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Nine years more, if were lucky now
Nine-year-old puts his money down
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Every scratch. every click, every heartbeat
Every breath that I held for you
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Theres a stack of shellac and vinyl
Which is yours now and which is mine?
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Bass and treble heal every hurt
Theres a rebel in a nylon shirt
But the words are a mystery, Ive heard
Til you turn it down to 33 and 13
Cos it helps with the elocution
Corporations turn revolutions
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So dont just weep and shed
Just change your name instead
What do you lose when it all goes to your head?
I heard something peculiar said:
Perhaps hes got a shot and now hes dead
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Bells are chiming and tears are falling
It creeps up on you without a warning
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Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat
Every breath that I bless
Id be lost, I confess
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