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The breath of the morning, I keep forgetting |
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The smell of the warm summer air |
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I live in a town where you can't smell a thing |
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You watch your feet for cracks in the pavement |
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Up above, aliens hover making home movies |
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For the folks back home |
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Of all these weird creatures who lock up their spirits |
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Drill holes in themselves and live for their secrets |
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They're all uptight, uptight |
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They're all uptight, uptight |
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Uptight, uptight |
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I wish that they'd swoop down in a country lane |
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Late at night when I'm driving |
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Take me on board their beautiful ship |
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Show me the world as I'd love to see it |
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I'd tell all my friends but they'd never believe me |
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They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely |
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I'd show them the stars and the meaning of life |
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They'd shut me away |
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But I'd be all right, all right |
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All right |
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I'm just uptight, uptight |
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I'm just uptight, uptight |
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Uptight, uptight |
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I'm just uptight, uptight |
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Uptight |
