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My girl, you're so hot when you walk you melt snow
And now that disco has finally grown old
Let's buy back our souls
So let's see we've got five bucks between you and me
My mental dishes are finally clean
So cleared are we
Billy Talent
Cut the curtains the actors have gone home
Intermission is a mission on its own
Now here, seems our wax wings have melted away
And we've only been here for one day
My faith fades away
So don't be, a gray cloud when there's none in the sky
We found there's no hidden treasure to find
At least we tried
Intermission is a mission on its own
Cut the curtains the sctors have gone home
Grab your suitcase, we don't have time to fold
There is no doubt you through your inbox out
Cut the curtains the actors have gone home
Intermission is a mission on its own
Cut the curtains the sctors have gone home
Grab your suitcase, we don't have time to fold
We don't have no time to fold