| I just want to talk to you
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| I won’t uh, do you no harm
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| I just want to know about your diff’rent lives
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| On this is here people farm
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| I heard some of you got your families
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| Living in cages tall and cold
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| And some just stay there and dust away
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| Past the age of old.
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| Is this true?
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| Please let me talk to you.
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| I just wanna know about
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| The rooms behind your minds
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| Uh do I see a vacuum there
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| Or am I going blind?
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| Or is it just uh, remains of vibrations
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| And echoes long ago?
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| Uh things like «Love the world"and uh Uh «Let your fancy flow»
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| Is this true?
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| Please let me talk to you
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| Let me talk to you.
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| I have lived here before
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| The days of ice
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| And of course this is why
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| I’m so concerned
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| And I come back to find
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| The stars misplaced
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| And the smell of a world
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| That is burned
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| A smell of a world
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| That is burned.
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| Yeah well, maybe, hmm…
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| Maybe it’s just a… change of climate
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| Hmm, hmm…
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| Well I can dig it I can dig it baby
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| I just want to see.
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| So where do I purchase my ticket?
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| I’d just like to have a ringside seat
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| I want to know about the new Mother Earth
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| I want to hear and see everything
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| I want to hear and see everything
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| I want to hear and see everything
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| Yeah…
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| Aww, shucks
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| If my daddy could see me now
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| Everything, everything, everything, oh everything. |