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Through a hole in the saddest soul |
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Where nothing's better or worse |
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Down a tube, swallowed like food |
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You sat around, broke it down |
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Laugh and scream, you split a seam |
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Shot through like blood into a dream |
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You woke up, no it's not true |
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You blink your eyes, go back inside |
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Up and down a retired clown |
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Got in his very small car and drove around |
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Down a chute, you got the boot |
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And close your eyes, it's no surprise |
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Where you goin', which way's the wind |
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Who's that knockin' six in the mornin' |
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Time is like a train |
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And our love is just the same |
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It's gonna go if we don't keep on runnin' |
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Yes it's gonna go if we don't keep on runnin' |
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Yes it's gonna go if we don't keep on |
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Back and forth |
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The spoon and the fork |
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Get up and go |
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He calls out your name, take the crown |
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Spin around, dry your eyes |
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And put it down, laugh and scream |
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You split a seam |
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You leave it open for everyone to see |
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Hello, hello i've gotta go |
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If you need to know |
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Look out the window |