| Everybody all come running
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| Why do they run it so
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| Downtown up around they go
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| Downtown it’s a run around, run around
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| Downtown it’s an up town run around, Go
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| Yea, everybody talkin bout the circle in the sand
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| And the of the people will they ever understand?
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| And the people in the sequeal and the steeple in the sky
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| Are the only people set up, I hope they just die
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| Yea, everybody talkin bout the seal in the sand
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| And the steeple of the sequel will they every understand?
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| And the people in the window are the victims of the sky
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| And the lonesome need a farret, I hope they just die, Go
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| Everybody all come running
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| Why do they run it so
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| Downtown up around they go
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| Downtown it’s a run around, run around
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| Downtown it’s an up town run around, Go
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| Everybody talkin bout fried eggs
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| Everybody talkin bout Jesus
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| Everybody talkin bout lawers
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| Everybody walkin on lava
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| Everybody get a new lawer
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| Everybody feel a little longer
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| Everybody get a little wider
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| Everybody get up…
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| (random mumbling and odd jibberish…) |