| You know it’s time for a change
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| But how and where do you start?
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| When bitching and moaning and frowning
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| And groaning and loaning and throwing
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| Has torn you apart
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| It has torn you apart
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| From deep within
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| Left no vigorous cell
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| Even in eden you seek knothole to hell
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| Oh hey (hey), ho (ho)
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| Captain crooked grin
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| Tell me where you trying to go
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| You taught your parrot to stutter
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| Now you repeat his old chatter
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| But it is the way you name your ship
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| That’s the way it’s going to row, oh
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| It’s the way you name your ship
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| That’s the way it’s going to row
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| Now in the beginning there was a word
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| In the end there is no end
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| People don’t live or die
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| People just fade in and out of the fog
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| We come to comprehend
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| And now all alone with your crooked grin
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| How you plan staying afloat
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| Even the boatsman grab bible
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| And split from the boat
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| Oh hey (hey), ho (ho)
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| Captain crooked grin
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| Tell us where you trying to go
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| You taught your parrot to stutter
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| Now you believe his old chatter
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| But it is the way you name your ship
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| That’s the way it’s going to row, oh
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| It’s the way you name your ship
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| That’s the way it’s going to row
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| Row
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| You taught your parrot to stutter
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| Now you’re slave to his chatter
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| But it is the way you name your ship
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| That’s the way it’s going to row, oh
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| It’s the way you name your ship
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| That’s the way it’s going to row, oh
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| It’s the way you name your ship
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| That’s exactly how it’s going to row |