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♪ On the talkback show, on the radio, at the local bar, in the hot traffic by the red tail lights.
Everybody's down on their knees, listening like thieves, but who needs that when it's all in your hands.
Now we're taking it down, to the end of town, where the half guns go, but they lose touch when the lights go out.
Everybody's down on their knees, listening like thieves, but who needs that when it's all in your hands.
Now we're taking it down, to the end of town, where the half guns go, but they lose touch when the lights go out.
Now we're taking it down, to the end of town, where the half guns go, but they lose touch when the lights go out.
There's no time to waste, just do it for yourself. I said everybody's down on their knees, listening like thieves, but who needs that when it's all in your hands.
You got it all. You got it all. It's all in your hands. You got it all. You got it all.
It's all in your hands.
I said everybody's down on their knees, listening like thieves, but who needs that when it's all in your hands.
You got it all. You got it all. It's all in your hands. You got it all. It's all in your hands.
You got it all. You got it all. It's all in your hands.