| In the beginning was the verb, gerund, Innuendo
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| The juggler of the planets in full training
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| He created the earth as fragile as that of Yes
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| Legend like Bob in the Very Best
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| Then the naked man and woman, two virgins
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| Nine months and the midwife "on push"
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| From unknown and shared pleasure
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| My heart beats like the Joy Division pulsar
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| The birth in the pool went well, you know
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| I also found the Nevermind dollar there
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| For comics, the first of my journeys
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| Mrs. Janis give me the Cheap Thrills strips
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| In class I eat a banana that he gives me
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| Fifteen minutes of fame: Underground, Velvet
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| Group photo but you won't see rappers
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| My school is called Sergeant Pepper's
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| Cover
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| I was born and I grew up
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| I was dead under the cover
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| I raise my head and I realize
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| That all my life was on a cover
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| Growing up becomes torture like voodoo
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| I have the eyes of the little boy from War U2
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| Less dreamy, more disillusioned, sadder
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| The world has its back to me like Bruce Springsteen
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| Fear of the dark that does not yield
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| Demons in the trees like the Iron Maiden
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| In the damned adolescence that now paints me
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| Like a dick in jeans, Sticky Fingers
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| All I know
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| It's just that I crave the microphone of the Eminem Show
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| Playing music for the masses
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| From red coffers like those of Depeche Mode
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| Doing gigs that are so cool I would see them again
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| Between rock and circus Doors Strange Days
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| Hot Rats, curly hair, where do you come from?
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| I don't know but I blew up, Green Day Dookie
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| Cover
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| I was born and I grew up
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| I was dead under the cover
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| I raise my head and I realize
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| That all my life was on a cover
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| Cover
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| Cover over me
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| Adults are fat and melancholy
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| They often catch more crabs than Prodigies
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| But I would break my back at any event
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| To take a step forward like Madness
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| I have a nice sound, but then I lose it
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| And I spend the summer feeding Pet Sounds goats
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| Unhappy I board one of these boeings
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| Which will crash piloted by the Beastie Boys
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| And in fact it loses altitude and here I risk
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| Expression is King Crimson's first album
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| I start praying
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| But since 1984 my angel has been out smoking with the Van Halens
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| In case you were looking for me
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| They are among the carcasses of Master Of Puppets
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| Like a ghost I will watch over you
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| From the dark face of the Pink Floyd moon
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| Cover
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| I was born and I grew up
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| I was dead under the cover
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| I raise my head and I realize
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| That all my life was on a cover
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| Cover
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| Cover over me |