Baby we're bored and bad luck is coming our way
We're the last of our kind with a last chance slipping away
They said it was a big disaster
I heard on the telephone
You called me the morning after
to ask me where our plan went wrong
Hey, we're too good to go along my friend
Mind over matter again
We're too young to get old like them
We can't make it better again
We can't make it better again
No we can't make it better again
Test test test
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