| Dorothy moves
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| To click her ruby shoes
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| Right in tune
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| With Dark Side of the Moon
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| Someone, someone could tell me
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| Where I belong
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| Be calm, be brave
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| It’ll be okay
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| No more messing around
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| And living underground
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| Or New Year’s resolutions
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| By this time next year I won’t be here
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| I turn on, turn on MTV
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| The volume’s down
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| Lips move, they say
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| It’ll be okay
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| To tell you the truth, I’ve said it before
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| Tomorrow I start in a new direction
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| One last time these words from me
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| I’m never saying them again
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| And I shut the light and listen as my watch unwinds
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| To tell you the truth I’ve said it before
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| Tomorrow I start in a new direction
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| I know I’ve been half asleep
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| I’m never doing that again
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| I look straight at what’s coming ahead
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| And soon it’s gonna change in a new direction
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| Every night as I’m falling asleep
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| These words repeated in my head
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| Voices calling from a yellow road
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| To come downstairs and say hello
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| Don’t be shy, just say hello
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| To tell you the truth, I’ve said it before
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| Tomorrow I start in a new direction
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| I know I’ve been half asleep
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| I’m never doing that again
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| I look straight at what’s coming ahead
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| And soon it’s gonna change in a new direction
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| Every night as I’m falling asleep
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| Those words repeated in my head |