| High priest of rhythmic noise
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| Living inside of me
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| I have been goin' round in circles
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| And I’ve considered first degree
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| Just a singer in a mind choir
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| Lives on harmony
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| If the song don’t change the choir won’t sing
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| Won’t sing the same song forever
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| It’s such a pity
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| What’s a poor boy to do?
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| It’s such a pity
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| What’s a poor boy to do?
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| You look strange, that’s what I like
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| You look strange like me
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| Fit to be tied, a little bedtime story
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| Next position, please
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| Just a singer in a mind choir
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| Lives on harmony
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| If the song don’t change the choir won’t sing
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| Won’t sing the same song forever
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| It’s such a pity what’s a poor boy to do?
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| It’s such a pity what’s a poor boy to do?
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| It’s such a pity what’s a poor boy to do?
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| When the high priest of rhythmic noise is in there with you
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| Don’t give up, get out, get down
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| (Forever is a long long time)
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| Don’t stand up, shut up, sit down
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| (You're strange, that’s what I like)
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| Don’t make a move till you hear that sound
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| (I'm just a singer in a mind choir)
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| Don’t give up, get out, get down
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| (High priest of rhythmic noise)
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| Just a singer in a mind choir
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| And live on old harmony
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| If the songs don’t change the choir won’t sing
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| Won’t sing the symphony
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| Forever is a long long time
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| If you get the third degree
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| I’m a little tiny plastic pills
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| From my little plastic brain
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| It’s such a pity what’s a poor boy to do?
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| It’s such a pity what’s a poor boy to do?
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| It’s such a pity what’s a poor boy to do?
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| When the high priest of rhythmic noise is inside of you
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| Don’t give up, get out, get down
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| (Forever is a long long time)
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| Don’t stand up, shut up, sit down
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| (You're strange, that’s what I like)
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| Don’t make a move till you hear that sound
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| (I'm just a singer in a mind choir)
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| Don’t give up, get out, get down
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| (High priest of rhythmic noise)
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| Don’t give up, get out, get down
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| (Forever is a long long time)
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| Don’t stand up, shut up, sit down
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| (You're strange, that’s what I like)
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| Don’t make a move till you hear that sound
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| (I'm just a singer in a mind choir)
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| Don’t give up, get out, get down
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| (High priest of rhythmic noise) |