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This day won’t come again Look up, look out Make way for the four horsemen
Six lonely days, five sleepless nights No further complication, I might win the fight Packing my chips, I cashin’ them in Pulling that plug to my hotline and won’t put it back in
Look out, look up This day won’t come again Look up, look out Make way for the four horsemen
No time to run, to place to hide All kinds of transportation, and nowhere to fly I can’t do much good, I won’t do harm Outside it’s cold and freezin’, along time till it’s warm
Look out, look up This day won’t come again Look up, look out Make way for the four horsemen
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