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My bitterness is gleaming |
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My goodness is screaming |
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Are you feeling prone? |
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Are you really heading home? |
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(So much) So much for my goodness and my bitterness |
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(So much) So much for the burden of a song |
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(Just give me the sound of something) Just give me the sound of something |
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And let me sing along |
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Please stand back and let me sing along |
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In my clean pullover |
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The great composer |
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But a consolation prize |
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Still you're batting your eyes |
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You want us to take flight? |
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But you're standing in my light |
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(So much) So much for my goodness and my bitterness |
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(So much) So much for the burden of a song |
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(Just give me the sound of something) Just give me the sound of something |
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And let me sing along |
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Let's fly away to the world |
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Let the impressive truth take the strain |
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From everywhere to the future |
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From genitals to brain and back again |
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Let's fly away to the world |
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Let the impressive truth take the strain |
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We'll go from everywhere to the future |
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We'll puff it up, we'll fluff it up |
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My bitterness is gleaming |
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And my goodness is screaming |
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You want us to take flight |
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But you're standing in my light |
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(So much) So much for my goodness and my bitterness |
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(So much) So much for the burden of a song |
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(Just give me the sound of something) Just give me the sound of something |
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And let me sing along |
