| No songs on the stereo
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| That we could sing with anymore
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| No dance that I can do
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| That would not embarrass you
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| A sound bite here and there
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| With no reason for me to care
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| It’s just beige to beige
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| That’s all it is these days
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| Little windows for you to crawl through
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| You just do what’s expected of you
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| It’s just beige to beige to beige
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| These days
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| Uniforms for this and that
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| To be in our club you must wear this hat
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| Charlie’s gonna look out for you
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| You just do what you’re supposed to do
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| You’re gonna fit in here
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| Just like you should
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| Learn the rules and learn them good
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| It’s just beige to beige
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| That’s all it is these days
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| Little windows for you to crawl through
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| You just do what’s expected of you
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| It’s just beige to beige to beige
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| These days
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| If you need a thought
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| We’ll give it to you
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| Our statistics show what we do is true
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| A world without color
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| Is a world without sound
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| A world to keep the rabble down
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| So close the deal, close the door
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| Forget about the colors that you knew before
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| It’s just beige to beige
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| That’s all it is these days, yeah
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| Little windows for you to crawl through
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| And Charlie gonna take care of you
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| It’s just beige to beige to beige
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| These days |