1. |
1995
05:03
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I wish we had met, when we were young.
I wish we could be holding hands, while Clinton holds the thrown.
Because in 1995, I was the bomb.
But in this bar here tonight, I can barely hold my own.
I wish we had met, when we were young.
I wish we could be keeping peace, with one slip of the tongue.
Because in 1995, there was no war.
But in this bar here tonight, its arguments galore.
And I can't run, and you can't hide.
But I can bend the truth,
and you can tell a lie.
Because as long as we're alive,
we will get by.
And as long as we survive,
we will learn to compromise.
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2. |
1995 (Compromise Mix)
04:48
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I wish we had met, when we were young.
I wish we could be holding hands, while Clinton holds the thrown.
Because in 1995, I was the bomb.
But in this bar here tonight, I can barely hold my own.
I wish we had met, when we were young.
I wish we could be keeping peace, with one slip of the tongue.
Because in 1995, there was no war.
But in this bar here tonight, its arguments galore.
And I can't run, and you can't hide.
But I can bend the truth,
and you can tell a lie.
Because as long as we're alive,
we will get by.
And as long as we survive,
we will learn to compromise.
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