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We've been al-right up un-til now But the air that we breathe
t to run out We've re-hearsed our lines clea
ud But the cue ne-ver came and the lights, They ne-ver went down So we're pass-ing the time Whil
a-sses us The fast lane's a term ne-ver ap-plied to us Not a dime to my name Or a prayer in the world I w
the door Dest-i-na-a-tion: an-y-where but here A-way from you! Now I'm on my-y way to the o-ther side I