| I used to march around the playground with my friends
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| Yelling we hate girls and now all’s well that ends well
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| And there’s so much to be said for fresh starts and second chances
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| In a world of scary monsters and high tech advances
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| I try to do what I do with love instead of with anger
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| And when sometimes I bite my nails 'cause real life is a cliffhanger
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| What with only seconds left at the end of the 10th hour
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| We got emergency ways to respond to the Nth power
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| The alloys are light weight and increasingly durable
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| But as far as I’m concerned, the original is preferable
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| I’m stubborn that way, I piss while humanity waits
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| My motto wouldn’t fit on a set of vanity plates
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| The watch in my pocket maybe indeed old and tarnished
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| But at least I can raise my hand without a shoulder harness
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| You know I can easily replace my lungs with a respirator
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| My? |
| pants? |
| with a DV and my staircase with an escalator
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| But my life revolves around the spherical orbit of earth
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| And it ends forever with the miracle moment of birth
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| On the first day of spring, I start work on the fall edition
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| And decide for myself who’s a thief and who’s a politician
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| It’s two different things on different pages of the calendar
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| I gauge the way I react on the age of my challengers
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| I row my boat gently against the current and I believe
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| In real life and death experience and keeping and even keel
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| What’s that Dim, Stop that racket (2X)
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| Damn that noise, I’ll kill them all |