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The surgery took no time |
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I had it before Friday |
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A test in elocution |
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For better rhyming couplets |
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We'll all survive |
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To let it spill out |
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At the sermon |
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Earnest in intention |
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Crass in execution |
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Cigarettes and Prozac |
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Blinkering my vision |
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But if we'd have started years ago |
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Would we still be here today? |
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Am I sweeter than the innocence you took from me? |
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Am I a card to play, or throw away? |
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Away, somewhere |
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Lost at noughts and crosses |
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Downstairs clinking glasses |
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Let me through the window |
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Tell them nothing happened |
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But if we'd have started years ago |
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Would we still be here today? |
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As we tossed the coin it froze and crystallized |
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But we never took the picture |
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And if all this gets any more hard |
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And time starts standing still |
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Then I'll wave the wand of innocence |
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While you plead |
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And blow us all to hell |
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But until then... |
