| One voice trying to be heard
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| Round pegs living in a square world
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| We were strangers in a strange land
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| Always reaching for the upper hand
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| We were hard to understand
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| It was juvenile
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| It was something wild
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| Part of every child
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| Yeah, you had to be there
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| Rough and tough
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| It was peace and love
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| All of the above
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| Yeah, you had to be there
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| Outcasts, misfits, they’re so full of it Don’t tell me it’s something that you never did
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| You were strangers in a strange land
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| Always reaching for the upper hand
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| You were hard to understand
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| It was juvenile
|
| It was something wild
|
| Part of every child
|
| Yeah, you had to be there
|
| Rough and tough
|
| It was peace and love
|
| All of the above
|
| Yeah, you had to be there
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| You had to be there
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| You had to be there
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| You had to be there
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| You had to be there
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| It was juvenile
|
| It was something wild
|
| Part of every child
|
| Yeah, you had to be there
|
| Rough and tough
|
| It was peace and love
|
| All of the above
|
| Yeah, you had to be there
|
| Juvenile
|
| It was something wild
|
| Part of every child
|
| Yeah, you had to be there
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| Rough and tough
|
| It was peace and love
|
| All of the above
|
| Yeah, you had to be there |