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Hanging out 'round the microphones NOTHING can compare we trade with our hands, we trade with our hands no one knows you and i am allowed to worry, i am allowed to spend free to keep talking about that STRANGE hotel... and it's the end of history, they really really said that it's the end of history, they really really said that it's the end of history they really really said that patterns available in magazines have i loved you for THIS long? it's 2005, it's 2005 no one knows you and my country is progressing through the emptiness and the numbers keep chruncchhhing away it's the the end of history they really really said that 4 ahh ahh ha ahh ha ha ha aahh i forgot to take my medicine 3 i forgot to take my medicine and it's the end of history they really really said that history history history history history history history history history From Letras Mania