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Things may always stay the way they are |
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Still my head looks for a change from time to time |
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I don't really mean to look that far |
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Turn on the music |
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Strike up the music |
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Let the music change my mind |
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Now don't i dig the big time rock and roll |
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To sit in the darkness and be somebody else |
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A time which after all is under control |
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Crank out the music |
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Give me music |
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Let the music fill the air |
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My dear friend your head's been sinking like a stone |
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You must try thinking like a cloud sometime |
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Just leave a happy side out loud sometime |
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There's a symphony inside you |
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There's a thousand things for you to do |
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So come on |
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Let a hush fall on the movie crowd |
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Boy turns to girl and says i love you so |
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What i hear in here is violins |
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Give me music, mr. music |
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Let the music be there too |
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I'll never know what to do |
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Unless you let the music be there too |
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You see this man his head's been sinking like a stone |
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You must try thinking like a cloud sometime |
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Just leave a happy side out loud sometime |
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There's a symphony inside you |
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There's a thousand things for you to do |
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So come on |
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Leave a hush fall on the movie crowd |
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Boy turns to girl and says i love you so (well, you know) |
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What i hear in here is violins |
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Strike up the music, lay on the music |
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Let the music be there too |
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Let it be there too |
