| What is it? |
| Sounds like a hit,
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| keeps buzzing round my head.
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| Brings a swing to your hips, a smile to your lips,
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| but it makes me see red.
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| It’s good when you shop, makes your heart-rate drop,
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| worries drift away.
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| You don`t have to listen to the silence,
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| that’s what you really hate.
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| There’s a little melody ringing in my ears,
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| sounds so peaceful and so sweets, soothes away my fears.
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| There’s a hopeless happy song burrowing in my brain,
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| it tears my heart to pieces, it’s driving me insane.
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| Can you boogie to the revolution?
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| Can you shimmy to the holocaust?
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| Can you tap your toes to your troubles and woes?
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| Can you join in with the words?
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| It’s unconditional surrender,
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| it’s the bland leading the blind.
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| It helps you find your way through the dreary day,
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| but it’s making me lose my mind.
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| There’s a little melody ringing in my ears,
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| sounds so peaceful and so sweets, soothes away my fears.
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| There’s a hopeless happy song burrowing in my brain,
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| it tears my heart to pieces, it’s driving me insane. |