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I'd rather not go where the people I know |
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Have no hooks to hang from |
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Now she wears fake fur, it's speaking volumes for her |
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It's a freak show for Mother Nature |
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(And now) |
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He's staring, pays a bill from his pew |
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It don't subscribe to his point of view |
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(I can see you) |
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Some time is lost in clouds in her minds and so |
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I can see it too |
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(I can see you) |
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Pope John Paul's had a fall, they won't take no anymore |
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They're bored with the dinosaur icon |
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If the city is fear, then build a bridge outta here |
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But you've no hooks to hang from |
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(And now) |
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He's staring, pays a bill from his pew |
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It don't subscribe to his point of view |
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(I can see you) |
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Passing daze, you feel collection intent |
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You got no vision |
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(I'll see if I can) |
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You've got vision |
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(Be sure like her) |
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You got hurt |
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(I'll see if I can heal you) |
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Take a little while, before you speak out |
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Read between my lines and and know there is |
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There must be something good in a tumbled up world |
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In a shook up world |
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And if you're one of the boys, with your irrelevant ploys |
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You're too close for comfort |
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Well it might keep you amused, to leave the restless confused |
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You'll have so much more to run from |
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(And now) |
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He's staring, pays a bill from his pew |
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It don't subscribe to his point of view |
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(I can see you) |
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Passing daze, you feel collection intent |
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You got no vision |
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(I'll see if I can) |
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You've got vision |
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(Be sure like her) |
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You got hurt |
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(I'll see if I can heal you) |
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Shush, shush, the elephant man is sleeping... |
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Shush, shush, the elephant man is sleeping... |