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Once there was a man who decided he knew everything |
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Once there was a book that he threw in my face |
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Once there was an angry mob that marched |
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Up and down the street |
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Don't ya know they all called my name |
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What do they want from me? |
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Chorus |
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What do they want from me? |
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What do they want from me? |
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What do they want from a poor boy who |
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Can't believe |
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They want to fill the void |
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They want to fill the empty spaces |
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But i won't let them consume me |
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With the rest of the lifeless faces |
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Once there was a little girl |
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Who thought that she was a queen |
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And she thought the world was a playground |
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Filled with sand |
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So with all her friends she created a fantasy |
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They all come to me with their demands |
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What do they want from me? |
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Chorus |
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Every little thing is a piece of a larger thing |
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Ever little fish is a tyrant of the sea |
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Every little atom is a master of his family |
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Every single piece calls my name |
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What do they want from me? |
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Chorus |
