| There’s someone I know who knows it all
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| Even though he knows nothing at all
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| In gods all nativity there is always more to see
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| In this world
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| There’s no tomorrow in his mind
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| There’s nothing else for him to find
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| No experience of the blues
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| No consciousness of win or loose
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| In his world
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| There’s no better representative
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| There’s no better way to be and to live
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| In paradise
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| There’s no better representative
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| In paradise
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| There’s no better way to be and to live
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| He’s the ruler of the when and how
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| He’s the master of eternal now
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| There’s no morality to break his creativity
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| In his world
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| He can build a castle made of sand
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| He can touch the heavens with his hand
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| All I can do is hope and pray
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| For happiness to always stay
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| In his world
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| There’s no better representative
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| There’s no better way to be and to live
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| In paradise
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| There’s no better representative
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| In paradise
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| There’s no better way to be and to live
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| You can call it triviality
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| Which borderlines to banality
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| But all I see is the universe
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| And the glory in a birth
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| To this world
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| In paradise
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| There’s no better representative
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| In paradise
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| There’s no better way to be and to live |