| The argonauts always intrigued me,
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| They typified every man:
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| Happy unless something popped up
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| That wasn’t part of the plan
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| But there’d been no pretension of plans from the start,
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| So why did they go? |
| Were they stupid and slow?
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| They were so cocky and sure at the start of the show…
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| But when the sails hung flat & the Argo just sat,
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| Or the rocks came crashin' or the water ran low,
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| When Hercules split, & Jason admitted that he didn’t know where to go, he said:
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| You can whine until your mouth dries up,
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| Tou can hang your head and wonder why,
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| Tou can die, or you can stand upright
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| And never go down again
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| Sisyphus always intrigued me, he never decided to stop;
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| The point of it lay in the trying and not in attaining the top
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| Granted, he didn’t have much of a choice,
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| But neither do you & neither do I, And neither did you & neither do I
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| And even Mr Moneybags on the hill has never stopped pushin' and he never quite
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| will
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| We’re not just here to see how hard we try
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| But the way we try & it ain’t no lie
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| You can whine until your mouth dries up, |
| You can hang your head and wonder why,
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| You can die, or you can stand upright and never go down again
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| So I’m makin' up songs in my head
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| To the cadence of seams in the road;
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| Most of 'em suck, it kills time, though:
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| We’ve got a freakin' long way to go
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| But our hearts are strong & our minds intact
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| And we’re never gonna stop, & that’s a big, fat fact
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| A little cream in my coffee & a good CD,
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| Makin' everybody sing along with me:
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| You can whine until your mouth dries up,
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| You can hang your head and wonder why,
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| You can die, or you can stand upright and never go down again
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| And never go down again. |