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There's no map looking for the one I love
'Cause the one I love is here
There's no map looking for the one who stands
'Cause he's arming me from fear
We got taked in by the other side
My chains leaving now, else I could
See the white of my eyes
I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes
I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes
I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes, yeah!
Uh, yeah
Yeah, my baby living
Take it away, go!
More cuts taken for the one in silence
Now he sits between my ears
His moves in madness how I love the rush
So could you wipe away these tears
We got stolen by (we got stolen by)
By the other side (by the other side)
My life's been diggin' holes here
To the ones who lie
See the white of your eyes
I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes
I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes
I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes, yo
See the white of your eyes
I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes
He sees a stuntman
See the white of your eyes
I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes, so shake it!
So shake it!
So shake it!
Shake it out!
So shake it!
Oh, do you want it, baby?
Oh, do you want it, baby?
Oh, do you want it, baby?
Oh, do you want it, baby?
Oh, do you want it, baby?
See the white of your eyes
I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes
I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes
I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes
See the white of your eyes
I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes
'Cause I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes
'Cause I'm a stuntman
See the white of your eyes
Just wanna dedicate this song to my mam
She's up there somewhere, she's 60 years old!
Happy birthday mamma mia! (Mamma mia!)
Mamma mia, here I go again
Happy birthday, mam, we love you, happy birthday!
Oh, we've gotta sing happy birthday, haven't we Thomas?
Fuckin' hell (come on, it's mamma mia) alright
Oh fuckin' hell, on the spot! (Come on, it's mamma mia, we've got to)
Alright, alright, alright (come on, do it)
Ready? You got the chords to sing along?
Fuck off man (acapella, mate) this weren't in the fucking script
Acapella (happy birthday)
I'll do it with you, let's go
Okay, my mum
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to mamma mia
Happy birthday to you
Thank you! (Who are we? Who are we?)
Let's hear it for the soul choir as well, how good were those? Come on!
It's the DMU (let's hear it for the DMU)