We've had to cross the line Despite the fact our feet dipped in the fire We pressured a bull again Then shake your tambourines into the dark You need some kind of saint To pull those impure thoughts right out your head Like that poor complexity You wouldn't want it any other way
(4X) Climbing on, climbing aboard (don't stop) Giving it a little bit more (don't stop) Climbing on, climbing aboard (don't stop) Giving it a little bit more (don't stop)
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(4X) Climbing on, climbing aboard Giving it a little bit more Climbing on, climbing aboard Giving it a little bit more
A little bit...
(2X) Climbing on, climbing aboard Giving it a little bit more Climbing on, climbing aboard Giving it a little bit more