| Some kind of nature
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| Some kind of soul
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| Some kind of mixture
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| Some kind of gold
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| Some kind of majesty
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| Some chemical load
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| Some kind of metal made up from glue
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| Some kind of plastic I could wrap around you
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| The needy eat mayonnaise, they wear phony clothes
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| They sit with our picture up until they grow old
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| Some kind of nature
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| Some kind of soul
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| Some kind of mixture
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| Some kind of gold
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| Some kind of majesty
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| Some chemical load
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| Well, me, I like plastics
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| And digital foils
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| Could wrap up the sun
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| And protect the girls
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| From the spiritual poisons
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| You spill at night
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| Like phony clothes, but
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| I really like my
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| Some kind of nature (some kind of nature, some kind of soul)
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| Comes from one within us
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| Oh, Lord, forgive me (some kind of mixture, some kind of gold)
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| It’s got to come and find us
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| All we are is dust/stars
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| Some kind of metal made up from glue
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| Some kind of plastic I could wrap around you
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| The needy eat mayonnaise, they wear phony clothes
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| They sit with our picture up until they grow old
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| Some kind of nature (some kind of nature, some kind of soul)
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| Comes from one within us
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| Oh, Lord, forgive me (some kind of mixture, some kind of gold)
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| It’s got to come and find us
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| All we are is dust/stars |