| Yesterday I tried to write a novel but I didn’t know where to begin
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| So I laid down in the grass tryin' to feel the world turn
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| Boy loses girl in a rain storm, nuclear World War III
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| All that’s left is pain and sorrow, as far as he’s concerned
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| He says please send all your moonbeam levels to me
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| Please send all your moonbeam levels to me
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| Please send all your moonbeam levels to me
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| I’m lookin' for a better place to die
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| Maybe he’s lookin' for a different world
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| Maybe he’s lookin' for a brand new high
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| Maybe he would like a nice condo overlookin' the rings of Saturn
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| Maybe he wants affection instead of a plastic life
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| Maybe he doesn’t know what he wants at all
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| He says please send all your moonbeam levels to me
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| Please send all your moonbeam levels to me
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| Please send all your moonbeam levels to me
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| I’m lookin' for a better place to die
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| A newborn child knows nothing of destruction
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| Nothing of love and hate
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| What happens in between is a mystery
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| Because we don’t give a damn about his fate
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| He said he’ll never keep diaries to learn from his mistakes
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| Instead he’ll just repeat all the good things that he’s done
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| Fight for perfect love until it’s perfect love he makes
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| When he’s happy then his battle will be won
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| It’s never too late
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| He says please send all your moonbeam levels to me
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| Please send all your moonbeam levels to me
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| Please send all your moonbeam levels to me
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| I’m lookin' for a better place to die
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| He says please send all your moonbeam levels to me
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| Please send all your moonbeam levels to me
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| Please send all your moonbeam levels to me
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| I’m lookin' for a better place to die
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| He don’t, he don’t, he don’t really wanna die
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| He don’t wanna, he don’t wanna, he don’t wanna die
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| He don’t wanna, he don’t wanna, he don’t wanna die
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| He don’t really wanna die |