| Oh, I’m drunk and on a star
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| Hangs above just where I was
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| Holding court while watching over
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| Keeping fort, a midnight soldier
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| And, oh, I’m drunk and on a star
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| Hangs above just where I was
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| Going now, mouth full of laughter
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| Eyes like beams, head full of dreams
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| Have you heard my guitar singing?
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| As it rises from the earth
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| And the company it’s bringing
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| Is beautiful and nothing worse
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| And I’m pale like a moon
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| Oh, I’m empty like a room
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| I’ve gone dizzy like a ship
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| When that water comes into it
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| Have you heard the schoolyards singing?
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| I swear they’re calling out your name
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| And beauty is something that’s fleeting
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| It comes to touch, never to claim
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| And have you heard my guitar singing
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| As it rises from the earth
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| And the company it’s bringing
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| Is beautiful and nothing worse |