| My bitterness is gleaming
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| My goodness is screaming
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| Are you feeling prone?
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| Are you really heading home?
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| (So much) So much for my goodness and my bitterness
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| (So much) So much for the burden of a song
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| (Just give me the sound of something) Just give me the sound of something
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| And let me sing along
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| Please stand back and let me sing along
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| In my clean pullover
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| The great composer
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| But a consolation prize
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| Still you’re batting your eyes
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| You want us to take flight?
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| But you’re standing in my light
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| (So much) So much for my goodness and my bitterness
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| (So much) So much for the burden of a song
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| (Just give me the sound of something) Just give me the sound of something
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| And let me sing along
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| Let’s fly away to the world
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| Let the impressive truth take the strain
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| From everywhere to the future
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| From genitals to brain and back again
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| Let’s fly away to the world
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| Let the impressive truth take the strain
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| We’ll go from everywhere to the future
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| We’ll puff it up, we’ll fluff it up
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| My bitterness is gleaming
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| And my goodness is screaming
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| You want us to take flight
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| But you’re standing in my light
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| (So much) So much for my goodness and my bitterness
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| (So much) So much for the burden of a song
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| (Just give me the sound of something) Just give me the sound of something
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| And let me sing along |