| I’m a silver screen
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| I’m a weird machine
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| Don’t you worry 'bout me ('bout me)
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| Back in nowhere-town, I was not allowed
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| To be where I wanna be
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| So winter to spring
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| I opened my wings
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| I learned to surf the breeze
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| Took a while but now I’m free (I'm free)
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| Give me gasoline
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| I’m a weird machine
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| Turning gears into a dream
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| We got that smooth motor
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| Strong shoulders, ooooh
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| You better come closer
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| We’ll knock shit over, ooooh
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| They can try to shut us down
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| But we will turn that switch back on
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| We’re not here to fuck around
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| The future’s our phenomenon
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| (They can try to shut us down)
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| (Turn that switch back on)
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| (We're not here to fuck around)
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| (Our phenomenon)
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| I’m a silver screen
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| I’m a weird machine
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| Don’t you worry 'bout me, aah
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| Buzzing energy
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| Shaky circuitry
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| Still it’s working for me
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| We got that smooth motor
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| Strong shoulders, ooooh
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| You better come closer
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| We’ll knock shit over, ooooh
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| They can try to shut us down
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| But we will turn that switch back on
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| We’re not here to fuck around
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| The future’s our phenomenon
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| (They can try to shut us down)
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| (Turn that switch back on)
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| (We're not here to fuck around)
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| (Our phenomenon) |