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	作曲 : Pallett
	Got a daughter who'll eat anything
	They like to feed her words, words, words
	And tell her, Watch for the plague, girl, check your stool
	Or we'll send you to reformatory school
	And make a man out of you
	They'll press what is left into new
	They'll press what is left into new
	They'll press what is left into new
	Out of dust, out of empty space
	From the bedroom to the marketplace
	You be bold, but not too bold, and frame it all in gold, in gold
	Your credibility is broken in two
	But we'll press what is left into new
	We'll press what is left into new
	We'll press what is left into new
	Let's sing a song about a woman's rage
	Sing a song about an empty stage
	A song, a song about how to sing
	A song song song about everything!
	You're tough, for a girl, and you're smart, for a girl
	Stop, stop your ears from burning and fill my stomach with your singing
	Concern concern concern yourself with the invisible!
	Concern concern concern yourself with the incredible!
	Don't turn to motherhood so fast, you have been blinded
	There's a word for all you keep inside
	And though you try to hide it, we will write it!

	zuo qu : Pallett
	Got a daughter who' ll eat anything
	They like to feed her words, words, words
	And tell her, Watch for the plague, girl, check your stool
	Or we' ll send you to reformatory school
	And make a man out of you
	They' ll press what is left into new
	They' ll press what is left into new
	They' ll press what is left into new
	Out of dust, out of empty space
	From the bedroom to the marketplace
	You be bold, but not too bold, and frame it all in gold, in gold
	Your credibility is broken in two
	But we' ll press what is left into new
	We' ll press what is left into new
	We' ll press what is left into new
	Let' s sing a song about a woman' s rage
	Sing a song about an empty stage
	A song, a song about how to sing
	A song song song about everything!
	You' re tough, for a girl, and you' re smart, for a girl
	Stop, stop your ears from burning and fill my stomach with your singing
	Concern concern concern yourself with the invisible!
	Concern concern concern yourself with the incredible!
	Don' t turn to motherhood so fast, you have been blinded
	There' s a word for all you keep inside
	And though you try to hide it, we will write it!

	zuò qǔ : Pallett
	Got a daughter who' ll eat anything
	They like to feed her words, words, words
	And tell her, Watch for the plague, girl, check your stool
	Or we' ll send you to reformatory school
	And make a man out of you
	They' ll press what is left into new
	They' ll press what is left into new
	They' ll press what is left into new
	Out of dust, out of empty space
	From the bedroom to the marketplace
	You be bold, but not too bold, and frame it all in gold, in gold
	Your credibility is broken in two
	But we' ll press what is left into new
	We' ll press what is left into new
	We' ll press what is left into new
	Let' s sing a song about a woman' s rage
	Sing a song about an empty stage
	A song, a song about how to sing
	A song song song about everything!
	You' re tough, for a girl, and you' re smart, for a girl
	Stop, stop your ears from burning and fill my stomach with your singing
	Concern concern concern yourself with the invisible!
	Concern concern concern yourself with the incredible!
	Don' t turn to motherhood so fast, you have been blinded
	There' s a word for all you keep inside
	And though you try to hide it, we will write it!

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