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Born tonight there's another great fire
Every night, start another great fire

These ships can build themselves
Why should we stick around

Sheath all your weapons and head for the South
There's gold in those hills
Those hills are your standard and
We could be something in a new location
We could be something in a new location

Did you ever study the Israelites
They made a new life for themselves
With such a peculiar change
A crazy or graphic or dietary switch
The duty's the same for us

Sheath all your weapons and head for the South
There's gold in those hills
Those hills are your standard and
We could be something in a new location
We could be something in a new location (x2)

So don't go draw the blinds
Horizons are our fortunes
I'll raise the mast alone
And force you all to see my thoughts
That this neighbourhood's flooded
The honeymoon's done
And our talents are wasted on beggars and scum
When in paradise we could be healthy and free
Pumped full of butter smiling throughout
[There's no higher, don't give in]

Sheath all your weapons and head for the South
There's gold in those hills
Those hills are your standard and
We could be something in a new location
We could be something in a new location

Sheath all your weapons and give up the fight
A prospector can dream
And a dream's what we'll have tonight
We could be something in a new location
If that one change could make all the difference
Born tonight there's another great fire   Every night, start another great fire      These ships can build themselves   Why should we stick around      Sheath all your weapons and head for the South   There's gold in those hills   Those hills are your standard and   We could be something in a new location   We could be something in a new location      Did you ever study the Israelites   They made a new life for themselves   With such a peculiar change   A crazy or graphic or dietary switch   The duty's the same for us      Sheath all your weapons and head for the South   There's gold in those hills   Those hills are your standard and   We could be something in a new location   We could be something in a new location (x2)      So don't go draw the blinds   Horizons are our fortunes   I'll raise the mast alone   And force you all to see my thoughts   That this neighbourhood's flooded   The honeymoon's done   And our talents are wasted on beggars and scum   When in paradise we could be healthy and free   Pumped full of butter smiling throughout   [There's no higher, don't give in]      Sheath all your weapons and head for the South   There's gold in those hills   Those hills are your standard and   We could be something in a new location   We could be something in a new location      Sheath all your weapons and give up the fight   A prospector can dream   And a dream's what we'll have tonight   We could be something in a new location   If that one change could make all the difference