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Texty: Devo. Other. Here To Go.


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 yourselves
that we are here to go

when it grows to long
the tail wags the dog
the hand that bites gets fed
troubles multiply
the crowd begins to cry
for some common sense


let them all begin
when the odds are no win
head for the nearest door
'cause 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 yourselves
that we are here to go

go!