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A thumbnail sketch, a jeweler's stone |
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A mean idea to call my own |
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Old man don't lay so still you're not yet young |
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There's time to teach, point to point, |
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Point observation, children carry reservations |
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Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold, leaves me cold. |
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A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly |
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Singer sing me a given, singer sing me a song |
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Standing on the shoulders of giants everybody's looking on |
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(Old man don't lay so still you're not yet young, |
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there's time to teach, point to point, |
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point observation, children carry reservations). |
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Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold |
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A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly away, away. |
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I am king of all I see, my kingdom for a voice |
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Old man don't lay so still, you're not yet young |
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There's time to teach, point to point |
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Point observation, children carry reservations |
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Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold |
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A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly away |
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Everybody hit the ground. Everybody hit the ground. |
