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You say you're like a tree, or a bus stop |
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With your hands by your side |
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Lets say you're like a field of tulips |
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Cheap gold flowers in the sky |
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If the cavalry comes, is it really no suprise? |
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Count the calory cops, I'm allowing alibis |
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Drag the shine off your stool, and leave me, it's raining outside |
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Count your life like that strange and different, I dont want lullabies |
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Paralysed on parade and ready to drop, you know, |
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Amazed and a mess, you may just stop me and go |
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(well he said he was a vegetarian, well there's animals in water) |
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Here come the calory cops, is it really no suprise? |
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And if the cavalry comes I'm allowing alibis |
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Count your life like some strange and different, go one word at a time |
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Can't you hear the bells ringing? |
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Get your hands off my sky |
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In a place where the words all just fall apart |
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With the sound of a stutter, a mutter in your heart |
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Da da da da |
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Clock the spokes off your wheels, its safer just to ride |
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Put your heart in the back, I've not once seen you smile |
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You say you're like a tree, or a bus stop |
