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GPS

We thought we were all on the same boat
But turns out, at the end of the day
Every man wants to buy his own yacht
And sail it on his own
And he wouldn't mind if we'd join him at sea
We're all friends and such
But if we'd discover new lands on the way
They'll be named after him
 
And he wants us to turn on the GPS
'Cause he can't quite catch the North Star
I tease him, 'Tell me, what does the Waze says?
Man, focus, this isn't Ayalon Highway over here.'
 
So maybe tonight, we can all share the same dream
Of us singing the same notes in the same chorus
And tomorrow morning, when we ask what's left
Once again we'll say it's strange that...
These nights are not pretty in the daytime
These nights are not pretty in the daytime
 
We thought we were all under the same canopy
But turns out
Every man comes up with own ceremony, celebrating on his own
And he wouldn't mind if we'd join him on the dance floor
'Cause we're all friends and such
But if someone asks who the party's for,
He'll say it's all for him
 
And he wants us to down a shot of Jack
'Cause he can't hold it, he needs one, big time
I tease him, 'Bro, don't crash,
Man, you're falling apart, soon you'll spill everything out!'
 
So maybe tonight, we can all share the same dream
Of us singing the same notes in the same chorus
And tomorrow morning, when we ask what's left
Once again we'll say it's strange that...
These nights are not pretty in the daytime
These nights are not pretty in the daytime
 
So maybe tonight, we can all share the same dream
Of us singing the same notes in the same chorus