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Say, was it something I saw |
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Or something you wore |
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That took me away in a daze |
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Those days when we'd run for the popular vote |
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Were themselves on the run |
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Like the world was no longer spinning in days |
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Like you finally taught me not to behave |
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When we talk like that |
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It's what we're saying when we say it like that |
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It's what we do when we do no harm |
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And work in the mould |
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But who needs that? |
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It's what we're saying when we say it like that |
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It's what we do when we do no harm |
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And work in the mould |
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If we're not still working in the mould |
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Say, was it something you said |
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Or a letter that wrote itself from my head |
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Oh the mould, the shape of the soul |
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Is written in time to the beat of our kind |
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And we know how to dance in marvellous throws |
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Yeah we know deep down that the body has a mind of its own |
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When we talk like that |
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It's what we're saying when we say it like that |
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It's what we do when we do no harm |
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And work in the mould |
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But who needs that? |
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It's what we're saying when we say it like that |
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It's what we do when we do no harm |
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And work in the mould |
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If we're not still working in the mould |
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Say, how will you work in the mould? |
