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Inside his Cbasement, tongue on the side of his face meantF
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And what it would take to surviveF
'CFause when you're done with thiAms worldF G
You know the nAmext is up to yGou
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And his friends sCaid he'd fail if he triedG F
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That mCorning, the sea was mad and I mean itF
Waves as big as he'd seen itAm
Deep in his dreams at homeF
He rolled it over to wet sandF
Closed the hatch up with one handAm
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You know the Amnext is up to yGou
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As he lCearned how to Fturn in the Gtide
And the Csky was a fFlare
When he came up Amfor airD
In his hFomemade, fan-blade, one-man submarGine rideC
When weeks had passed since his leavingF
The call she'd planned on receivingAm
The news she'd never expectedF
'CFause when you're done with thiAms worldF G
You know the Amnext is up to yGou
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At the bCar with his name on Fthe sideG
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