| The right side of my mind
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| It’s regeneration, baby
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| Don’t look what you will find
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| It’s our generation, yeah
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| There’s nothing stopping me now
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| We don’t listen to you
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| No, there’s nothing holding me back
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| I want all the truth
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| The right side of my mind
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| The right side of my mind
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| Is degeneration, baby
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| It’s all twisted in time
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| Like re-incarnation, baby
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| Squares, longhairs, troopers at bars
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| There’s no free expression
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| Strychnine space race to the stars
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| It’s our new direction child
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| There’s nothing stopping me now
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| We don’t listen to you — fuck off
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| There’s nothing holding me back
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| I want all the truth
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| The right side of my mind
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| The right side of my mind
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| The right side
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| Let’s go
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| The right side of my mind
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| Oh
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| Uh, oh
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| The left side of my mind
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| Is electrocution, baby
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| Don’t look what you will find
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| It’s your execution, chump
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| Squares, longhairs, troopers, guitars
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| It’s our way of expression
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| Strychnine space race to the stars
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| It’s our new direction now, baby
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| There’s nothing stopping me now
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| We don’t listen to you, oh
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| There’s nothing holding me back
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| I want all the truth
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| The right side of my mind
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| Oh, the right side of my mind
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| Right side |