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Well hey, do you do judo when they surround you? |
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A little mental yoga will they disappear |
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It's grim but never dubious as motives go |
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No matter what it takes, she promises a show |
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Thunder wishes it could be the snow |
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Wishes it could be as loud as she can be |
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These gifts are here, for her, for you, for me |
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I watch me be this other thing and never know |
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If I'm marooned o'er where the purple people go |
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Then lily white matricide from vicious words |
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It doesn't leave a scratch, so therefore no one's hurt |
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Thunder wishes it could be the snow |
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Wishes it could be as loud as she can be |
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These gifts are here, for her, for you, for me |
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And on and on, the nurses make it clear |
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Just when you escape, you have yourself to fear |
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A restaurant that never has to close |
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Breakfast every hour, it could save the world |
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So hey, do you do judo in your finery? |
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An angel's face is tricky to wear constantly |
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Thunder wishes it could be the snow |
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Wishes it could be as loud as she can be |
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These gifts are here, for her, for you, for me |
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Aaa laa, aaa haa, for her, for her, mmm, hmm |
