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My, my, the clock in the sky |
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Is pounding away |
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And there's so much to say |
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A face, a voice |
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An overdub has no choice |
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An image cannot rejoice |
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Wanting to be |
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To hear and to see |
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Crying to the sky |
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But the porpoise is laughing |
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Goodbye, goodbye |
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Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye |
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Clicks, clacks, riding the backs |
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Of giraffes for laughs |
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S'alright for a while |
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The ego sings of castles |
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And kings and things that go |
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With a life of style |
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Wanting to feel |
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To know what is real |
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Living is a, is a lie |
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The porpoise is waiting |
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Goodbye, goodbye |
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Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye |
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Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye |
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Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye |
