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Lord knows I've been drinking again |
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Caffeine and alcohol |
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And taking of that opiate |
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And where that leaves me, I don't know |
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Asking all those questions 'bout democracy |
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Society and all that jazz |
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Go to run a check on reality |
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Is anything just what it seems? |
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We can work it out |
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We've got modern minds |
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There's nothing to be scared of |
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We've got modern minds |
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Lord knows I'm a willing man |
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And you shouldn't want to stop a willing man |
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You could never hurt me like I hurt myself |
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So let me go abuse myself |
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A chorus of dead eyes say "Let's help you down" |
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And if I listen, then I'm lost |
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Singing songs of lust and obscenity |
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They're tempting me, they turn my head |
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We can work it out |
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We've got modern minds |
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There's nothing to be scared of |
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We've got modern minds |
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On fire, my mind's on fire... |
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If it's forbidden to forbid |
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How come it feels like I never lived? |
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And if I flatter to deceive |
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How come it feels like I never lived? |
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I know what I like, they won't change my mind |
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I know what I like, they won't change my mind |
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Rhythm, colours, form, I know what I like |
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I know what I like, they won't change my mind |
