Minutes To Midnight

	  		
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   Everybody say God is a good man
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   Ah, clock on the world
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Driving a dump truck up to the sun
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   A sigh in the human heart

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   I look at the clock on the wall
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It says three minutes to midnight
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Faith is blind when we're so near

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Phar Lap floating in a jar
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Seas full of submarines, A.W.A.C.'s like flies
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Truth gets harder to define
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     Talking in tongues

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   But the dancer's hand   grips the rail
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And fingers will blister on the 88's
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Hope drains out the side of the page
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     But ears can't hear
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     What eyes don't see
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     And you can't see me


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   Everybody say God is a good man
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   Everybody say 1,2,3
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   Set up those gunsights in H.G.Wells' backyard
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   I.C.B.M.'s, S.S.20's, they lie so dormant, they got so many
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   Remember your childhood
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   Remember your journey
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Hope is what you say and do

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     But ears can't hear
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     What eyes don't see
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     And you can't see me

Am

          D         
     But ears can't hear
          F             
     What eyes don't see
           D         
     But ears can't hear
                 F             
     What those eyes don't see
                 F 
     And you can't see me