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When I was young |
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It seemed that life was so wonderful |
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A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical |
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And all the birds in the trees |
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Well they'd be singing so happily |
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Joyfully, playfully watching me |
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But then they send me away |
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To teach me how to be sensible |
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Logical, responsible, practical |
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And then they showed me a world |
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Where I could be so dependable |
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Clinical, intellectual, cynical |
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There are times when all the world's asleep |
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The questions run too deep for such a simple man |
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Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned? |
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I know it sounds absurd but please tell me who I am |
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I say, "Now what would you say for they calling you a radical |
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Liberal, fanatical, criminal?" |
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Won't you sign up your name? We'd like to feel you're |
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Acceptable, respectable, presentable, a vegetable |
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Oh, ch-ch-check it out yeah |
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At night when all the world's asleep |
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The questions run so deep for such a simple man |
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Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned? |
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I know it sounds absurd but please tell me who I am |
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Who I am, who I am, who I am |
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'Coz I'm feeling so illogical |
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D-d-digital |
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Oh, oh, oh, oh |
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Unbelievable |
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B-b-bloody marvelous |