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hyuck hyuck hyuck
hyuck hyuck hyuck
Modern Man - Arcade Fire
Like a record that’s skipping
I’m a modern man
And the clock keeps ticking
I’m a modern man
In my dream I was almost there
Then you pulled me aside and said you’re going nowhere
They say we are the chosen few
But we’re wasted
And that’s why we’re still waiting

so don’t waste your time holding on