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Chopped off the tops of the trees |
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The living rooms are pleased with the results |
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Strange birds strange birds are we |
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The race with some missing nuts and bolts |
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The Humans, the Champions |
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The winners of the races with the rats |
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But the rats are winning |
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The weeds are winning |
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The more we see, the more we seem to abuse it |
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The next thing look it's falling apart |
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We over used it |
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In a perfect world, our greatest work |
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Would not be new mistakes |
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But we're practiced making perfect blunders |
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We can't escape |
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Winning the races with the rats |
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Weeds are covering my spats |
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Stuck tap dancing in one place |
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We weren't meant to go this pace |
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Have we forgot the ancient dance |
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We're tied together in a webbed romance |
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The world's forever changed |
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Thanks to us |
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We're the smarter of the breeds, aren't we |
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We have learned to sew the seeds |
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Without getting our hands dirty |
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Read our lips and mind our fists |
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We speak in contradiction |
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Go and push me aside after all who am I |
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To muddle with tradition |
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Winning the races with the rats |
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Weeds are covering my spats |
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Stuck tap dancing in one place |
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We weren't meant to go this pace |
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Have we forgot the ancient dance |
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We're tied together in a webbed romance |
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The world's forever changed |
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Thanks to us |
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Chopped off the tops of the trees |
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The living rooms are pleased with the results |
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Strange birds strange birds are we |