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Well I looked for the life fantastic |
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Cos I read it in a magazine |
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What I got was myself as a plastic figurine |
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And the happily ever after |
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I traded everything to see |
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Now my scene is the snow on a static |
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TV screen |
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Lord I can dream of an ordinary life |
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Where nothing particularly weird is going down |
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Lord I can dream of an ordinary time |
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Where nothing particularly hard is spinning us around |
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Well now read me a bedtime story |
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And be sure that it's nice and sweet |
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Cos I don't think |
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I can take any more reality |
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With a peacefully ever after |
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For me and my little treat |
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And I don't want nobody saying "We'll wait and see" |
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Lord I can dream of an ordinary life |
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Where nothing particularly weird is going down |
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Lord I can dream of an ordinary time |
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Where nothing particularly hard is spinning us around |
