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My feet are aching

And your back is pretty tired

And we've drunk a couple bottles, babe

And set our grief aside

The papers say it's doomsday

The button has been pressed

We're gonna nuke each other up, boys

Till old Satan stands impressed

And here it is, our final night alive

As the earth runs to the ground

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