| Please people, people please please people
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| Please people, people please please people
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| Please people, people please please people
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| Please people, people please please people
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| People please, people please please people
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| I’m stocked and off balance so I guess I’m off-kilter
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| World’s kinda harsh like a rolly with no filter
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| No life on mars cause I already built a
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| Rocket to the stars but it crashed on a guilt trip
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| Fuck a new romantic I’m a neuromancer
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| Lying for a break like playing snooker with cancer
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| Might chew up your tape while you call me a wanker
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| But I won’t buy a verse not even a stanza
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| While these idiots sing of the silliest things
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| This odysseus slings obsidian discus rings
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| At things with hideous skin and reptillian wings
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| Getting pissed with tyrranous kings with villainous grins
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| Spit lies on truth serum without spilling a thing
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| Fuck it man, I’ve done a million things
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| I’ve played twister in the midst of a million twisted sisters
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| With double-jointed fingers and chameleon skin
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| Back in the day they used to call me robin trousers
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| Now my style’s flawless like unfinished houses
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| Now they call me robin bastard get it
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| Robbing banks cause they don’t give me no credit
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| And I’m not an adonis unless a don is the boss
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| In the streets where crime is as common as coughs
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| You best to draw your blinds because the ominous watch
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| And skint horse not the only timebomb on the block
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| So
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| Please people, people please please people
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| Stop
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| Feel unfinished tips concepts of life outside the lines defined
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| Like the cracks in time around the eyes
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| Spied too many times but declined to intervene
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| The invitation seemed to have been misplaced amongst my many dreams
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| So many act like they’re better when the many walls
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| Really bosses gives them nothing more than a second floor
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| Offices for profit is a topic of authority
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| They can’t deal with detachment to the spine of their philosophies
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| Cut loose and drifting out to sea
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| Destined for high winds but seem content to sit and soak the breeze
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| So it seems that we’d rather freeze than please for the same sea
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| That be the place we’ll ever really find peace
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| Hooked on this junk food life support machine
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| The industry of singles tried to infiltrate my dreams
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| Policed in the world where most seem to have their fingers deemed
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| But it’s probably cool from beating it and serving us all to rabid beasts
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| A leap of faith is out of reach, ship is sinking, hull is breached
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| A leech has likely sunk his teeth a bleeding feast it starts to breath
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| We’ve reached the time where even beggars have beliefs
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| They walk the line and reach their fame most
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| We’ll make their way down this endless road for peace
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| Where we have to stop to stock and fuel up every hundred feet
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| We’ll never be complete til we learn to climb this steep water
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| Please people be more
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| Please people, people please please people
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| All this is irrelevent
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| Abominom in ominum
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| Please people, people please please people
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| Lost inside the storm’s eye
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| Please people, people please please people
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| Please people, people please please people
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| People please, people please please people
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| Please people, people please please people
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| He’s afraid of telling them there’s mice afraid of elephants
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| Please people, people please please people
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| Lost inside the storm’s eye
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| Please people, people please please people
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| Please people, people please please people
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| People please, people don’t stop, MOVE
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| Please people, people please please people |