| You’ve read volumes and volumes on how to be a man
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| You learn all the ways, but you don’t understand
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| You’re chopping down trees and you shout at your hand snow
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| And your teaching me something
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| One hundred percent free
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| Two grinding dull ears grinding on me
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| I had to find out if it’s a he or a she
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| Oh! |
| Too bad
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| Oh! |
| Are you telling me something?
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| Oh! |
| But you’re giving me nothing
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| Oh! |
| Are you telling me something?
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| Emperors clothes won’t cover your bluffin'
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| You wrote sixteen new plays for you righteous new fans
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| Putting on banks to his memory glands
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| Oh! |
| And you know how you thrill me
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| Bring me on while you’re trying to kill me
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| And your teaching me something
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| One hundred percent ??? |
| free
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| Two grinding dull ears grinding on me
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| I had to find out if it’s a he or a she
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| Oh!
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| Oh! |
| Are you telling me something?
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| Oh! |
| But you’re giving me nothing
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| Oh! |
| Are you telling me something?
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| Emperors clothes it won’t cover your bluffin'
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| Giving me something
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| Turns into nothing
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| Emperors clothes it won’t cover my bluffin'
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| Oh! |
| Fuck
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| Oh! |
| Are you telling me something?
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| Oh! |
| But you’re giving me nothing
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| Oh! |
| Are you telling me something?
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| Emperors clothes it won’t cover your bluffin' |