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Knox Hitz! Din stil, din musik!

Godeftermiddag, Kentucky!

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Hvis du ikke har hørt nyheder på det seneste ...

General John McGrew har endelig forklaret nogle ting.

Influenzalignende. Fører til panik og forvirring.

Nå, ja, og de skud, du hørte?

Varselsskud.

Føler I jer trygge nu?

Hvis du ville høre nyheder, ville du nok slå over på NNN.

Det er en smuk dag derude.

Lad os prøve at nyde den.

We talked the night, till the sun came up.

You said it was over. It can't be over.

You looked at me like a stranger.

How can we be over?

How can we be over?

I skated downtown, saw lovers having fun.

I thought of you, and what you'd done.

You haven't broken me!

You've made me who I am!

I've seen the sun.

Cos' now I'm number one!

You're yesterday. An old fairytale.

Now it's come to me. It's over.

My eyes are open.

How can we be over?

How can we be over?

We're over because...

I skated downtown, saw lovers having fun.

I thought of you, and what you'd done.

You haven't broken me!

You've made me who I am!

I've seen the sun.

Cos' now I'm number one!

Knox Hitz! Din stil, din musik!