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Many a time the thought crossed my mind, |
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Wonderin' 'bout people who walk around blind, |
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They don't seem to see the light of day, |
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Everything is just okay. |
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Taking no heed of what they can learn, |
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Running in circles, no point of return, |
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Heading for the door that reads escape, |
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Anything that they can take. |
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Hey boys, come out and dig the dance, |
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Come on and take a chance, |
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Believe in the light of day. |
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Lonesome nights and wasted days, |
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Leads a man from his true ways, |
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Yet he tells you he's nobody's fool, |
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Breaking every golden rule. |
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Hey boys, come out and dig the dance, |
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Come on and take a chance, believe in the light of day. |
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Keep a watch on the sandman of time, |
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Will he gaze into your eyes or mine, |
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Will he knock on your door, |
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And invite you to the other side, |
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Catch him writing the score, |
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As he takes you for another ride. |
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Hang on tight boy, you're starting to slide... |
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Hey boys, come out and dig the dance, |
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Come on and take a chance, |
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Believe in the light of day, |
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Believe in the light of day. |
