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How the sweet birds fly, they have hollow bones |
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Made for the sky, not like you or I |
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I don't want to be in a tin can over the sea |
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But if we all believe in technology we'll stay in the sky |
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So there's more monsters in the sea as the planes fall down |
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Any fool knows it's better not to look below |
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But oh those poor, poor souls who still have blind, blind faith in science |
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as they all fall down |
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We all have insides that we cannot see |
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Surely no one can understand how we can work so perfectly |
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If we don't believe someone can explain how we do all this stuff |
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cos of the size of our brain, we'll die immediately |
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And so ends humanity as we all fall down |
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Any fool knows it's better not to look below |
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But oh those poor, poor souls who still have blind, blind faith in science |
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as they all fall down |