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It's always something |
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It's always something there to spoil your day |
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It's always something made out of nothing |
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But it gets its way |
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My AOL went down again |
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They're starving in |
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Zaire Close your eyes and count to ten |
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The sky is falling dear |
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It's always something |
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Something you're waiting that will make you whole |
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Some piece of nothing you need so badly |
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That youl'd sell your soul |
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How many inches is your screen |
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Are the images too clear |
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Just channel surf the news away |
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The sky is falling |
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Your god is calling |
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I may not know it |
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I may not see |
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It's always something messin' with me |
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I may not like it but it will be |
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And if I fight it'll never be free |
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There's always something we could be learning |
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From those windmill fores |
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It's always someone you least expected |
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Who really knows |
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That there's no better time or place |
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To read between the lines on your face |
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Stop choking on that grain of salt |
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The sky's not falling |
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We've just been staling |
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I may not know it |
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I may not see |
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It's always something messin' with me |
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I may not like it but it will be |
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And if I fight it'll never be free |
