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We can ride the rapids naked
Where all shits tolerated
We still feel that euphoric rush
When our head has turned to mush
We can still reach out and touch
And we can touch it all too much
But the reason remains the same
We still want to play that game
Let’s go out and get fucked
Let’s go out and get fucked
Let’s go out and get fucked
It’s the natural thing to do
Let’s go out and get fucked
Let’s go out and get fucked
Let’s go out and get fucked
Like we always wanted to
Served up on a serviette
It’s life with no regrets
Take the pils or take the wine
Riding high on the serpentine
All the culture that we find
Should be fucking with our mind
It should touch my living soul
On the back of rock n roll
Let’s go out and get fucked...
Let's go out and get fucked
For 13 months we've been stuck
In the flat with four walls and out of luck
There's zero fun in a six pack of supermarket beer
Add divide and conqueur and there's nobody here
Tense times by the plentiful, multiples of twenty
I just eat too much takeaway, minus my identity
Equals negative days minus the root of fuck all
Means if yer going out to get fucked then give me a call
Let’s go out and get fucked...
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Prancing in the Park
04:06
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The times are a changing
We’re free to go out
The drinks are a flowing
And the music plays out
The slips are a sliding
The moves are as one
The hips are a swaying
Til the day is a done
Prancing in the park, prancing in the park
I like to prance but I’m not a big horse
Prancing in the park, prancing in the park
The sun is out it’s par for the course
The girls are a singing
The boys are impressed
But some are confused though
They think it’s a test
The tide is a turning
The cliches are done
The game is a over
A day full of fun
Prancing in the park, etc
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