| Lyric | Song |
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| Set me off like dynamite strapped tight around my waist | |
| But here, at the top of the world, where I raise my hands, and I clench my fists | |
| Is this the point where we give up? Now is this the point where we give in? | |
| On cold nights, in a prayer for dawn, the daylight isn't what she wants | |
| We've all been sorry, we've all been hurt | |
| When will you stop and realize the worth and value of your life? | |
| And they drown in the flood of the tears that have been wept | |
| Is there a God tonight? Up in the sky or is it empty just like me? | |
| Down beyond these city streets in gutters filled with black debris | |
| A crack in the surface, a flaw in the plan | |
| And I've traveled in darkness for what seems like days | |
| Hold on slow down, again from the top now and tell me everything | |
| You're the new revolution, the angst filled adolescent. You fit the stereotype well | |
| Now I'm on my way to the other side, I'll forget everything I left behind | |
| Rock bottom's where we live, and still we dig these trenches | |
| Do you feel this underlying sense of urgency or are you as blind as me? | |
| Come one, come all, the new sensation guarantees then obligations | |
| | Lyric | Song |
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| And I can't tell if youre laughing, between each smile there's a tear in your eye | |
| Are we so alone, so distant, so forgotten, as we think ourselves to be? | |
| The traffic lights silently change a thousand times a day but I'm still waiting | |
| Have you ever been a part of something that you thought would never end? | |
| Don't hold me up now, I can stand my own ground | |
| So give me the drug, keep me alive, give me what's left of my life | |
| And I close my eyes as the curtains draw, I thought I heard your voice but I thought wrong | |
| I can still remember the words and what they meant as we etched them with our fingers in years of wet cement | |
| We misplace trust in your voice, inside these walls convincing us we have no choice | |
| Cause it's the race we run but it keeps us at the start | |
| I've got some friends, some that I hardly know. But we've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world | |
| So tell me now, if this ain't love, then how do we get out? | |
| No signs of life here save the embers, the occasional flame | |
| And each and every day will lead into tomorrow, tomorrow brings one less day without you | |
| In time you firmly secure your place in hell | |
| Tell me how I'm supposed to feel when all these nightmares become real | |
| Are you out there? Are you listening? Is there something we're still missing? | |
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Opening Lyrics II 
Don't Worry Be Happy 
Opening Lyrics - Queen
