Take your car and drive away.

I live my life the best I can, but since being here I don't know. Oh! I have to go. Oh! I have to go. I have to go now! You speak your mind but I don't hear words. You take advice from the worst. Oh! I have to go. I say, oh! I have to go. I have to go now!

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And, of course, twelve major chords.

Leave your minds open, lift your souls up to the stars. Memories come to me like stones of sickening sounds; please, help me, turn it down. Keep your ears awake, when the music starts to play. Phrases come to me like stone of sickening sounds; please, help me, turn it down. Yes, I'm still well alive, and I've still got this life. Well, your music sounds loud, I can't bear with it now. I prefer to go home where the chords are more sound. Now I had much enough; help me, please, turn it down.

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Don't waste your life, just go outside.

I saw it written on the wall, there is a hope for us somewhere on the way; and on my tv screen n' all, there is a hope for us somewhere on the way. Oh, what they show us isn't real; old empty cans and her dreams, all thrown across the playing fields. Oh, such a feeling down below; is there a hope, somehow, somewhere on the way? Well, just this simple truth I know: there must be hope for us somewhere on the way.

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I'm not gonna change 'till I want to.

What is it you expect me to do? I can't hang around waiting for you. What's its gonna be now, my dear? 'Cos I'm not gonna stay too long round here. A troubled man stopped me in the road, he screamed: "I am only 24 years old!". And just before he jumped into the road, he passed me a written note upon it told: "Life's not for you, it's for me. Life's not for you, it's for me".
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Turn yourself around, you weren't invited.

Cos' I've been down before, and shot down when I was just turning around; I let you go because you wanted so. Why are you back? who asked you so! You never said, I never said; we let the time run out again. Now it's not time to blame, it's not time to be ashamed; now you can go back with your bloody blow to mum and dad. Oh! please! there's nothing else to talk to me. Don't want your cryings, your regrets; just get out, there's nothing else to talk to me.