| I was so bored
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| Just crying on the dance floor
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| Some giant bone-grinder
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| Had shut down my record store
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| He said young one, Fee Fi Fo Fum
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| I’ll raise your rent, I’ll raze this whole waterfront
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| And all you see on your flickering screen
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| Are millions guessing millions guessing
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| Oh who will be our glue in this thing?
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| And all you see on your flickering screen
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| Are millions guessing millions guessing
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| Oh who will be our glue in this thing?
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| THIS is Magic Tape
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| This tape with beats your brain ate
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| Beats take and remake, make
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| New sounds, new sounds, new sounds
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| On the contrary, we
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| We didn’t sleep a wink all year
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| While they turned the earth
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| With their greedy paws, we said
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| We hear you, we hear you, we hear!
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| We are young ones
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| And we’re never home
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| We spend our lives outside
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| Out-of-bounds, so tell me giant, tell me
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| How badly, how badly, how badly do you want out bones now?
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| And all you see on your flickering screen
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| Are millions guessing millions guessing
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| Oh who will be our glue in this thing?
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| And all you see on your flickering screen
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| Are millions guessing millions guessing
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| Oh get through this we’ll get through this we’ll get through
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| THIS with Magic Tape
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| This tape with beats your brain ate
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| Beats take and remake, make
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| Make proof of how you change
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| You don’t need glue, cover your eyes yeah
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| LISTEN Magic Tape
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| This tape with beats your brain ate
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| Beats take and remake, make
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| New sound, new sound, new sound
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| New sound, new sound, new sound
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| New sound, new sound, new sound |