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Sally's into knowledge |
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Spent her years in college |
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Just to find out nothing is true |
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She can hardly speak now |
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Words are not unique now |
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'Cause they can't say anything new |
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You say humanist philosophy is what it's all about |
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You're so open-minded that your brain leaked out |
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Whatcha gonna do when your number's up |
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Time to lay diplomas down |
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Whatcha gonna do when your number's up |
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And you're buried six feet underground? |
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Spent your life looking out for number one |
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Pridle'll come before a fall |
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Whatcha gonna do when your number's up? |
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Were you thinking that was the end of it all? |
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Harry's a civilian |
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Wants to make a million |
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So he keeps on plugging away |
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Money is eternal |
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Like the Wall Street Journal |
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Yes, they're gonna make him happy someday |
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Grabbin' for the gusto |
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Gonna hit paydirt or bust |
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Where's it gonna get you |
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When you bite the dust? |
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Whatcha gonna do when your number's up |
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Time to lay your money down |
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Whatcha gonna do when your number's up |
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And you're buried six feet underground? |
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Spent your life looking out for number one |
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Pridle'll come before a fall |
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Whatcha gonna do when your number's up? |
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Were you thinking that was the end of it all? |
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Buried in your psyche is the shadow of a doubt |
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You're so open-minded that your brains leaked out |
