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Picture yourself in the living room |
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Your pipe and slippers set out for you |
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I know you think that it ain't too far |
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But I hear the call of a lifetime ring |
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Felt the need to get up for it |
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Oh you cut out the middleman |
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Get free from the middleman |
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You got no time for the messenger, |
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Got no regard for the thing that you don't understand, |
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You got no fear of the underdog, |
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That's why you will not survive! |
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I want to forget how conviction fits |
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But can I get out from under it? |
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Can I gut it out of me? |
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It can't all be wedding cake |
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It can't all be boiled away |
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I try but I can't let go of it |
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Can't let go of it, |
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Cause you don't talk to the water boy |
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And there's so much you could learn but you don't want to know, |
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You will not back up an inch ever, |
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That's why you will not survive, |
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The thing that I tell you now |
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It may not go over well |
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And it may not be photo-op |
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In the way that I spell it out |
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But you won't hear from the messenger, |
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Don't wanna know bout something that you don't understand, |
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You got no fear of the underdog, |
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That's why you will not survive! (Hey!) |