| To the mean and mealy mouthed
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| Hanging with the crowd
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| I bet you don’t know what I’m thinking
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| Sometimes the brightest star
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| Burns the shortest from a far
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| You, you just stand there blinking
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| You’ve seen it all before
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| Been there, you know the score
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| But you don’t know what for
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| Doing it all with the zeal of a convert
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| Doing it all, doing it all
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| Just a new kid on the block
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| Taking notes and taking stock
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| Putting image over content
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| All you phoneys and you frauds
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| Sitting there and acting bored
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| You’ll wonder where all the time went
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| You’ve seen it all before
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| Been there, you know the score
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| But you don’t know what for
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| Doing it all with the zeal of a convert
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| Doing it all, doing it all
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| To the mean and mealy mouthed
|
| Hanging with the crowd
|
| I bet you don’t know what I’m thinking
|
| Sometimes the brightest star
|
| Burns the shortest from a far
|
| You, you just stand there blinking
|
| You’ve seen it all before
|
| Been there, you know the score
|
| But you don’t know what for
|
| Doing it all with the zeal of a convert
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| Doing it all, doing it all |