| I could be a little devil
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| Or I could be a little saint
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| I kind of like it in the middle
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| Is you is or is you ain’t
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| Nothing’s indelible
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| Everything is sellable
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| Whether you’re an animal or vegetable or mineral
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| It’s criminal to think
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| It drives a man to drink
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| Am I coming off like my hits don’t stink?
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| C’mon flip
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| (Flip)
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| Bend a little bit
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| Maybe get wise to a new tip
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| C’mon flip
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| (Flip)
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| Take a little trip
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| See another side of the same ship
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| This is the church
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| This is the steeple
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| Turn up the lights
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| See all my people
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| C’mon flip
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| (Flip)
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| Take it for a rip
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| You’re never gonna fly til you lose your grip
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| Am I living in a bubble?
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| Am I really out of touch?
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| Do you think I’ll get in trouble?
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| If I talk too much?
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| Am I too cynical?
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| A bit too clinical?
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| Maybe that pinnacle’s unwinnable, subliminal
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| Original sin
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| Yo, tell me where you been
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| Can we get a do-over and start again?
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| I can’t understand it for you
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| But I’ll try to explain
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| C’mon flip
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| (Flip)
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| Bend a little bit
|
| Maybe get wise to a new tip
|
| C’mon flip
|
| (Flip)
|
| Take a little trip
|
| See another side of the same ship
|
| This is the church
|
| This is the steeple
|
| Turn up the lights
|
| See all my people
|
| C’mon flip
|
| (Flip)
|
| Take it for a rip
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| You’re never gonna fly til you lose your grip
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| Oohhh, look at the stars
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| Some of them are long gone
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| And yet, there they are
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| Oohhh, and so it goes
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| Because we believe it
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| It doesn’t make it so
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| So?
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| So?
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| So?
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| C’mon flip
|
| (Flip)
|
| Bend a little bit
|
| Maybe get wise to a new tip
|
| C’mon flip
|
| (Flip)
|
| Take a little trip
|
| See another side of the same ship
|
| This is the church
|
| This is the steeple
|
| Turn up the lights
|
| See all my people
|
| C’mon flip
|
| (Flip)
|
| Take it for a rip
|
| You’re never gonna fly til you lose your grip
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| (Flip) |