| I can’t stand this for another day
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| What kind of fool do you think I am?
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| You sit and stare like you see through me
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| But you know nothing of the way I live
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| When you were young, were you just like me?
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| A grim future but you didn’t care
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| Now, I can tell by the threads on you
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| You took a turn to stability
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| But that’s okay
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| 'Cause that is you and this is me
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| It’s a dirty world, for me
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| It’s a doubtful world, for me
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| You can’t control my feet
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| As I dance to the beat
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| For me, it’s a dirty world
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| For me, it’s a doubtful world
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| For me, it’s a time to speak
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| It’s a youth explosion
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| Do anything that you wanna do
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| Go anywhere that you wanna go
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| Don’t need permission like the rest of them
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| If this is loud then you’re too old
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| When you were young, were you just like me?
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| A grim future but you didn’t care
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| Now, I can tell by the threads on you
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| You took a turn to stability
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| But that’s okay
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| 'Cause that is you and this is me
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| It’s a dirty world, for me
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| It’s a doubtful world, for me
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| You can’t control my feet
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| As I dance to the beat
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| For me, it’s a dirty world
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| For me, it’s a doubtful world
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| For me, it’s a time to speak
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| It’s a youth explosion
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| Now, the radio just ain’t the same
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| And the tube airs nothing for me
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| So I spend a lot of time in my head
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| Where at least I know I’m free, youth
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| For me, it’s a dirty world
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| For me, it’s a doubtful world
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| For me, you can’t control my feet
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| Now, I’m dancing to the beat
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| For me, it’s a dirty world
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| For me, it’s a doubtful world
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| For me, it’s a time to speak
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| It’s a youth explosion |