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Mother, Father, I think that I would rather |
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Stay at home with you for another year |
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That building's so tall and it makes me feel so small |
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That I might get lost and simply disappear |
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Evil smiles won't change my mind |
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I'm worried and I'm not the worrying kind |
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Why's that man rubbing his hands |
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Looking at me writing down his plans? |
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Today I have been moulding plasticine |
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and I made a little man who looked just like me |
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His limbs were so weak and he couldn't move hiw mouth to speak |
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And I could bend him into any shape I wanted him to be |
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Evil smiles won't change my mind |
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I'm worried and I'm not the worrying kind |
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Why's that man rubbing his hands |
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Looking at me writing down his plans? |
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those kids with the blazers on |
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They went in with names on their elbows |
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Came home with medals on |
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Spit it out that's the way the story goes |
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A flying start for the briefcase crew |
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Oh, you didn't have to teach me like you did |
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But you did |
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And you didn't have to beat me like you did |
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But you did |
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But you did |
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You did |
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You did |
