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This is an age polluted and vague A city lost and thrown to hell Where love and lies coincide And we reach for the phone to call any self help hotline Hello? Is anyone there? The Lines are flooded/ and I cant get through Lets get this started You have your hands on the prize And baby that's just fine We have you right where we want you Come out with your hands held high We all know that you have heard it all before Never talk to strangers, or have them walk you home keep your eyes on the snake in the orchard Let the children play on its head as it moves closer Take a look at the man standing alone Staring down at the water so precariously with his necktie dancing, its dancing in the breeze/ dancing Pull him to safety We became alive/ for the very first time This is the last time that I'll be calling in/ Operator this is the last time From Letras Mania