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Has everything been said
Where is the point
Where all of this has led
Drying in my mouth
Pressure from behind
Escaping to the south
Is all on our minds
Oh no, we don't care
Now we don't eat the bread
People in the line
Love is in the air
We owe nothing to the night
But the fare
Lovers left to stare
When you put your head up high
Oh no, we don't care
But we do
Now we don't eat the bread
All keeping our cool
People in the line
Love is in the air
We owe nothing to the night
But the fare
Lovers left to stare
When you put your head up high
When you put your head up high
When you put your head up high
When you put your head up high
When you put your head up high
When you put your head up high
When you put your head up high
When you put your head up high
When you put your head up high