| Silly I know, I thought my undying belief
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| Could hold you up where you belong
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| Among the coveted and the favoured
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| And the shining strong
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| Maybe these arms, although loyal through and through
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| Faltered for a single moment
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| Beneath the heavy burden of proof
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| And the look at me, look at me
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| But no-one was looking were they?
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| I know why the caged bird sings
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| (And it’s not why you’re thinking)
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| I know why the caged bird sings
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| Sing, sing, sing, sings
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| I think we can be forgiven for knowing
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| With every golden gift that’s given
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| Come the trials and tribulations
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| For the learning
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| I know why the caged bird sings
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| (And it’s not why you’re thinking)
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| I know why the caged bird sings
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| Sing, sing, sing, sings
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| Sings like an angel
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| Sings for a life (but the living isn’t easy)
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| Sings for the freedom
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| Sings
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| I know why the caged bird sings
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| (And it’s not why you’re thinking)
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| I know why the caged bird sings
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| Sing, sing, sing, sings
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| I know why the caged bird sings
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| (And it’s not why you’re thinking)
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| I know why the caged bird sings
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| Sing, sing, sing, sings |