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Dead Set on Destruction |
Well I’m standing in the queue
And I can’t stand anymore missing you
And I can’t stand the pain
’cause I can’t get home ’cause of a hurricane
Dead set on destruction
There’s no flights home today
And no services out on the motorway
And I can’t leave the ground
And I can’t find a place now to put her down
The atlantic winds are high
There’s only one virgin and she don’t fly
And they can’t land the plane
And they can’t get home ’cause of a hurricane
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