| I see shells
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| I see shells
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| I see shells and sand
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| What are they made of?
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| The sun comes up, shines on my true love
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| Silver light on water formations
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| So watch it from here with the other crustaceans
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| The sand goes on
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| All I can see is shells
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| Does anybody remember how to get back home?
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| Hey, over there! |
| Is that a man or a crazed monkey?
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| The playground is loud
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| No ones sure, whats that screaming?
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| Bodies so sad
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| Never sure, always dreaming
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| Get warm, get rings of wealth or engagement
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| Get yourself into a special arrangement
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| Boys are turning into men
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| Sons raised on sugar and whitebread
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| How can you help a man?
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| With a crazed monkey in his head
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| Eyes are popping, faces turning red
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| What is the difference between animals and men?
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| Lets watch these dogs
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| Theyre so surreal
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| See how they glide across the field
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| See how they smile when they kill
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| See how their jaws go numb
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| And they can’t feel the game
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| You look like a map of the universe
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| You can be anything
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| I can see everything in what you are
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| Point in the cosmos, a man and a star
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| Reaching far and becoming more dense
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| You can make sense in the material world
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| Boy and a girl, a dazzling swirl
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| A point we can trace backwards to where we begun
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| Infinite thats us! |
| Repeat number one
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| So were not listening to what anyone says
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| I know whats me, you know you
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| And the TV cannot take us
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| Words could never shake us
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| Teachers try to teach us
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| Their words could never reach us
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| State wants to raise us
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| But will not make us crazy like he
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| Hey, over there! |
| Is that a boy or a monkey in a t-shirt?
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| Oh, thats just an old bag blowing in the wind
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| What is the difference between animals and men?
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| Whats the difference between a piece of garbage and a man?
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| Lets watch these men
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| Theyre so unreal
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| See how some were born to kill
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| See how some were born to feel
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| See how rotting mouths and royal kisses
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| Bullets words hits and misses
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| The truth will tell you that its all the same, I know!
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| I see shells and sand
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| What are they made of?
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| The sun goes down, shines on my true love
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| Silver light in space formations
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| So watch it from here with stranded crustaceans
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| The Earth is cold
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| All I can see is shells
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| Icy shells
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| Icy shells
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| Icy shells
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| Icy shells |