| Weird side! |
| Ladies and germs!
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| It’s my pleasure to introduce to you
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| Your leader and savior, Oliver Hart!
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| I just wanna send a special, special thank you today
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| Anyone who donated a little of something in the collection can
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| God won’t forget you
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| Now see, this next song is a song about writing this song
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| Now I’m not some profound visionary but this specific incision didn’t
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| particularily take too long
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| I was just running up these backstage stairs
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| And suddenly it dawned on me
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| What a good idea, true inspiration
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| But with no pen or paper to record the creation
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| I aborted the plans of grand innovation
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| And stood bored pacing on the wood floor waiting for more wars to pour from my
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| cranium
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| Maybe I’m not cut out for this writing gig, I thought for a brief second
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| But then it was like the lightning hit through me in a complete headspin
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| And kept punching me with phrases concepts rhyme patterns and song structures
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| A long flux that dropped fire 'til I was finally finished
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| And in a matter of minutes consciousness is linked with the inventive infinite |
| And one of my friends happened to have a pen
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| So I wrote it all down on my hand
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| That was that
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| Thank you
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| We’re just gonna
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| Thank you thank you
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| We’re just gonna pass the collection can around one more time
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| Try to find it in your pockets and hearts to donate all your money
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| God won’t forget you |