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A short delay |
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The parrot blues |
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Little voices mimic you |
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It's not so hard to make that sound |
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So watch your back, the ' |
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Ides of March' |
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Cut your hair like |
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Joan of Arc |
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Disguise your will |
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They'll find you out |
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And when they do |
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LookoutThere's money lenders inside the temple |
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That circus tiger's gonna break your heart |
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Something so wild turned into paper |
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If I loved you, well, that's my fault |
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A bitch in heat |
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The alpha male |
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Not something she'd ever tell |
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Except when she got deathly high |
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And out it came |
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Like summer rain |
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Washed the cars and everything |
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Felt clean for just a little while |
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A telethon |
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We drunk dialed |
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Those starving children, they ain't got no mother |
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There's pink flamingos living in the mall |
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I'd give a fortune to your infomercial |
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If somebody would just take my call |
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Take my call, take my call |
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Hello, patterns in my mind now moving slow |
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Sorrow all across the surface roads |
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Smoothing out the edges of the stone |
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The lights are out, where'd everybody go? |
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AloneErase yourself and you'll be free |
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Mandela destroyed by the sea |
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All we are is colored sand |
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So pay to ride the ferris wheel |
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Smile, all that you can feel |
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Is gratitude for what has been' |
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Cause it did not |
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HappenThere's money lenders inside the temple |
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That circus tiger's gonna break my heart |
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Something so wild turned into paper |
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If you love me then that's your fault |
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There's money lenders inside the temple |
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This crystal city's gonna fall apart |
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When all their power turns into vapor |
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If I miss you, well, that's my fault |
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That's my fault, that's my fault |
