| A new day makes a good start
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| With your first bag in your morning tea
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| A new thought means a clean mind
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| To form inside, keeps you feeling free
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| There’s nobody, no nothing, no something
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| Can keep you from being you
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| That tip-top mood in the morning
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| Keeps a-moving your grooving shoes, yeah
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| Being pushed, getting shoved, getting dragged
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| Into lines of
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| A clear mind takes time
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| But baby that’s fine with you and me
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| From the
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| Bright lights to the city
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| To the tree top towns
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| Let us all speak out
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| Rich people getting richer
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| We stay the same
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| We will rise above
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| So you say
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| We keep
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| But we’re constantly forgetting
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| All the things we actually need
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| Some love ain’t real love
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| But baby we’re blind by what we can’t see
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| So many crooks in the kitchen
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| They’re cooking up some friction
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| To feed their stone
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| Sweet distractions
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| Making us forget where we’re actually from
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| But too little gets too much
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| We’ve just gotta learn to smile again
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| Take back that power
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| You’re gonna wanna share it with your friends
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| From the
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| Bright lights to the city
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| To the tree top towns
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| Let us all speak out
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| Rich people getting richer
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| We stay the same
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| We will rise above
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| These chains are holding you down
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| They’re rocking around
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| Just let go
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| Just let go, yeah
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| Oh, from the
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| Bright lights to the city
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| To the tree top towns
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| Let us all speak out (This is a beautiful obsession, we’re building our
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| beautiful nation)
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| Rich people getting richer
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| We stay the same
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| We will rise above |