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Come on, Rick, I'm not a prize. |
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I'm not a cynic or one of those guys. |
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Come on, Rick, I'm not a rope, |
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Now pull your socks up. |
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Come on, Rick, I'm not a child, |
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I'm not special or one of a kind. |
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Come on Rick, I'm not a drunk, |
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I know my own worth, |
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I'm an adult! |
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I'm an adult! |
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A common purpose, |
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A common goal. |
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Come on, Rick, I'm not a prize. |
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I'm not a cynic or one of those guys. |
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Come on, Rick, I'm not a rope, |
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Now pull your socks up. |
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Come on, Rick, I'm not a child, |
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I'm not special or one of a kind. |
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Come on Rick, I'm not a drunk, |
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I know my own worth. |
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I'm an adult! |
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I'm an adult! |
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A common purpose |
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Gains value as a common goal. |
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Let's flail together |
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If we must flail at all. |
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Deep in the heart of the battle, |
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Caught in the switch of the flow, |
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Freedom from notes, she sells freedom from songs, |
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She sells freedom and arms Eritrea. |
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I could have made these excuses in my sleep, |
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As if anyone had doubted them at all, |
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But if we arm Eritrea then we won't have to pay her |
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And everyone can go home. |
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I've got to seek paranoia where I find, |
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As if anyone had doubted it at all, |
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But if we arm Eritrea then we won't have to pay her |
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And everyone can go home. |
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Yeah. |
