| I caught this cold and I like it
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| In my dreams I hear a sound
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| Kind of mute, slightly flanged
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| You took my temperature and frowned
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| Hello fever, wrap yourself
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| Around my limbs, around my head
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| Slow me down, give the world a spin
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| I won’t stay in bed
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| Raise your eyes, the sky is branded
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| They put logos on the clouds
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| It won’t keep the trees from whispering
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| I know what they’re on about
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| So I stopped the infusion
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| Look, I ripped the needle out
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| And I know you’ll call me naughty
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| But you’ll have your doubts
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| Oh, I love this levitation
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| Oh, to be overwhelmed
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| Elsewhere frauds fool themselves
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| To remain at the helm
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| Hello Masters Of The Universe
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| Are you tired? |
| Are you sick of pretending
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| To know what you’re doing?
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| Go on, wash your hands
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| All is quiet, we are listening
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| For the rumble of the Big One
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| Some are crushed, some are curious
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| Some are pondering what they’ve done
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| Hello fever, knock me out
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| It’s another kind of awake
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| Speed me up, send me spiralling
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| There’s lots I can take |