| If everything had come true
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| There’d be nothing left to do
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| Wander the halls
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| Meet outside ourselves
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| Ring up the nightwatch
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| To wake up the king’s nurse
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| She could chase us through the kitchen
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| Asleep
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| Our lord is so neurotic
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| He’s a hypochondriac
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| Our lord is so neurotic
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| He’s a hypo
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| You know, lately, I’ve been worrying
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| That it might just be okay
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| You know, lately, I’ve been worrying
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| That it might just be okay
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| You know, lately, I’ve been worrying
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| You know, lately, I’ve been worrying
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| You know, lately, I’ve been worrying
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| You know, lately
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| I black out, just to keep it real
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| I black out, ain’t no big deal
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| I black out, down into the sun
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| I black out, straitjacket fun
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| Dumb, just like a genius
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| Dumb, just like Jesus
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| Dumb, just like a knee jerk
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| Dumb, now you can kick it
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| I black out, just to keep it real
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| I black out, ain’t no big deal
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| I black out, I black out, I black out
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| It ain’t no big deal |