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a rush and a push
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panic on the streets of madrid, and
i wonder to myself
could life ever be sane again?
to lead, sigh, to follow
and fall down
i wonder to myself
hopes may rise on the tigris
but honey pie, they're all dead there
so you run down
to the safe english town
but there's panic on the streets of new york,
moscow, istanbul, jerusalem
i wonder to myself
burn down el quaeda
hang the bored bin laden
because the freedom that we gave them on a tray
it comes back to us and blows up our life
hang the bored bin laden
because the freedom we gave on a tray
oh, we'll lead, never follow and fall down
the tube will go now eastbound and southbound
hang bin laden, hang bin laden
hang bin laden, hang bin laden
hang bin laden, hang bin laden
hang bin laden, hang bin laden
hang bin laden, hang bin laden
hang bin laden, hang bin laden
i wonder to myself
could life ever be sane again?
to lead, sigh, to follow
and fall down
i wonder to myself
hopes may rise on the tigris
but honey pie, they're all dead there
so you run down
to the safe english town
but there's panic on the streets of new york,
moscow, istanbul, jerusalem
i wonder to myself
burn down el quaeda
hang the bored bin laden
because the freedom that we gave them on a tray
it comes back to us and blows up our life
hang the bored bin laden
because the freedom we gave on a tray
oh, we'll lead, never follow and fall down
the tube will go now eastbound and southbound
hang bin laden, hang bin laden
hang bin laden, hang bin laden
hang bin laden, hang bin laden
hang bin laden, hang bin laden
hang bin laden, hang bin laden
hang bin laden, hang bin laden