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What's on the other side of the big looking hill |
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Gather your courage gather your free will |
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Go over yondah and catch you a look |
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At what made us get up at what made us tremble and shook |
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I can do without it |
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I can always shout it |
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Let me be myself |
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I pick the flowers smell like a bull |
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Sniff at the summer a round nostril full |
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Your head disappears on over the rise |
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And then I seize upon the time that it buys |
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I can do without it |
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I can always shout it |
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Know let it be so |
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Slip off my old clothes and into a suit |
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Dance all around try to recruit |
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The grass to my cause splash to your memory |
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Exiting finally your bestial gallery |
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I can live without it |
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I can always shout it |
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Let it be |
