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1984Someday they won't let you, now you must agreeThe times they are a-telling, and the changing isn't free You've read it in the tea leaves, and the tracks are on TV Beware the sound mixture Of 1984 They'll split your pretty cranium, and fill it full of air And tell that you're eighty, but brother, you won't care You'll be shooting up on anything, tomorrow's never there Beware the sound mixture Of 1984 Come see, come see, remember me? We played love all my movie role You said it would last, but I guess we grown In 1984 (who could ask for more) 1984 (who could ask for mor-or-or-or-ore) (Mor-or-or-or-ore) I'm looking for a vehicle, I'm looking for a ride I'm looking for a body, I'm looking for a side I'm looking for the treason that I knew in '65 Beware the sound mixture Of 1984 Come see, come see, remember me? We played love all my movie role You said it would last, but I guess we grown In 1984 (who could ask for more) 1984 (who could ask for mor-or-or-or-ore) (Mor-or-or-or-ore) 1984 1984 1984 (Mor-or-or-or-ore) 1984 1984 (Mor-or-or-or-ore) 1984 |