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From this position
I can relax
From this position
I can see the whole place

From this position
Oh, just relax
From this, from this position
I can, I can make my stand
Or I can make my peace with the man

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Until it's pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Until it's pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow

From this position
I have a good rip on both of them
From this position
I totally get how the decision was reached

From this position
I can say stuff like "oh, this is serious" or "it's a cop-out" or "hard to define"
From this position, from this
Oh, uh, happy birthday, Nightingales radio station

With you on the inside
And me on the outside
There's advantage to both
(Advantages to both)

And with me being uptight
And you feeling all right
There's advantages to each
(Advantages, advantages)

From this position
I have a bold grasp on both of them
And this is, uh, solely because I have stayed home and um
Eat-eaten at Marlo's, and I have cable now

Until it's pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Until it's pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow

So it's pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Until it's pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
On the ambiguous red bass, Tyler Pope!

With you on the keystroke
And me in the gang blank
There's advantages to both
(Advantages to both)

With you being alright
And me being uptight
This is not being filmed, but
Oh, screw you, Michael Musto

And I am all untried
And you are all cross-eyed
There's advantages to each
(Advantages to each)

But I'm coming back, coming back, coming back
Coming back until there's nothing left in the well
Is that what they call it, the well?

Until I'm paralyzed and looking through you
But if nothing's right, we try anyway

As we compromised an arrogant person
'Til I'm amazed at my decision to blame, so oh

On this occasion, there are a couple of things that we know that we learned from fact magazine
One, the king wears a king hat and lives in a king house
Two, your time will come, but tonight is our night, so you should give us all of your drugs
Three, uh, well three doesn't make sense anymore because, it's, uh, it's to be played in the future

And now well times have been tough, and times have been tough
And you've been pushed down and washed up and rinsed out
But let's be honest with ourselves, let's be honest with each other, uh is that a, is that, is that te-te-re-re-te-te, did somebody get a text?

Until it's pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Until it's pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow

So it's pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Until it's pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow

The return of the police!
The return of the police

With you on the inside
And me on the outside
There's advantages to both
(Advantages to both)

With me being wired
And you being tired
There's advantages to each
(Advantages, advantages)

From this position, I have developed an affinity for the both of them, which is confusing
Because, uh, we write these songs and it's like a paragraph of lyrics and there's no way to know when the rhythm comes 'cause there's no... oh, screw it

Reclining, I'm getting used to it
It's like kissing under a bridge
An entirely new
Discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery

And then a couple of weeks at home
And then a couple of weeks away
And then home and away, again
To use up your desire for
Discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery

For an instant, you could have pushed through
But it's a plagiarized regret anyway
And now, what I want for now is someone to feel you
And that the thing you like is threatening to stay

All this time, time
It's so nice
So nice
It's so nice
Pow!

Pow, pow, pow
Pow, pow, pow
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Pow, pow, pow, pow
'Til the return of the police!

Writer(s): Patrick Mahoney, James Murphy, Nancy Whang, Tyler Pope

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