If you smell the smoke You don't need to be told What you got to do Yet there's a certain breed So very in between They'd rather take a vote Running short on time Still they can't decide But we already know That we are here to go We are here to go We are here to go We are here to go We are here to go What is really mine Who's at the top of the pile Where does he draw the line Let them figure it out Go on and step across Just remind yourself That we are here to go When it grows too long The tail wags the dog The hand that bites gets fed Troubled multiply The crowd begins to cry For some common sense Let them all dig in When the odds are no win Head for the nearest door 'cause we are here to go Go!
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