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The End (of the World) Lyrics

matadors monkeys, a million balloons
as we walk through the sea to the sand
knowing full well that we're perfectly tuned
as we skip through our hearts hand in hand
well jenny the older
whose music we heard
will we all meet again at
the end of the world

no sense in fooling
we're covered in dreams
having too much fun flying to land
floating waste high in tendrils of green
we're so small but we feel oh so grand

well jenny the older
whose music we heard
will we all meet again at
the end of the world
end of the world

well jenny the older
whose music we heard
will we all meet again at
the end of the world
the end of the world
on tuesday
the end of the world
pop goes the world
the end of the world
pop goes the world

on tuesday
the end of the world
the real world
pop goes the world
on tuesday
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