| Where do the dreams of babies go
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| Cause you know they’re all so good
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| And they’re also gone so fast
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| Keep all the guns at home
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| Help keep your momma safe
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| Cause you know she pretty good too
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| Where is the night so warm and so strange
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| That no one is afraid
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| Of themselves
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| Here, pick up, dig, dig out those weeds
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| Out of your happy go lucky fields
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| Of such predictive thinking
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| Where do the rockets find planets
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| Where do the rockets find planets
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| Where do the rockets find planets
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| Where are the dreams of the babies going
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| Cause you know they’re all gone fast
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| Take, take as much as you can
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| Cause you know it’s going so fast
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| And you know it’s so good
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| Where are the man that mounted so brave
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| That they do not explode over everyone
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| Here, pick up, dig, dig out those weeds
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| Out of your happy go lucky fields
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| Of such predictive thinking
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| Where do the rockets find planets
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| Where do the rockets find planets
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| Keep your guns at home
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| Keep your guns at home
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| Help keep your momma safe
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| You know she’s all good too
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| She’s pretty good
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| Where are all the dreams of babies going
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| Did you know they’re all good |