| My life is an experiment
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| That doesn’t prove a thing
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| L wake up every morning
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| Wondering what the day will bring
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| Then I throw open the windows
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| I fill up both my lungs
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| And I shout, «Look out all you losers —
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| Here I come!»
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| So wish me luck
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| Even it you don’t mean it
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| Wish me luck
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| If it’s not too much to ask
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| Wish me luck
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| It’s not like l really need it
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| It just feels so good to hear it any way
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| Now I’ve harvested your cannabis
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| Down the Yucatan
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| In fact, l slept beside a Catholic priest one time
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| Ln Henry Rollins’s van
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| I’ve marched in your parades
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| And I’ve fought your late night wars
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| But in my father’s house
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| There are no doors
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| So wish me luck
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| Even though l don’t need it
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| Wish me luck
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| If it’s not too much to ask
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| Wish me luck
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| It’s not like I really need it
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| It just feels so good to hear it any way
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| Now watch me dance upon a wire
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| Watch me dangle from a string
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| Shining like a diamond in the sun
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| Shining like a diamond
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| Shining like a diamond
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| Shining like a diamond in the sun
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| Wish me luck
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| Even if you don’t mean it
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| Wish me luck
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| Lf it’s not too much to ask
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| Wish me luck
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| It’s not like l really need it
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| It just feels so good to hear it any way |