| Aren’t we all the same?
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| Hearts with different names.
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| All looking for a place.
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| We can be who we are, and know who we are.
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| Don’t we all deserve
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| A moment to be heard?
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| Don’t we all have words
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| That show who we are,
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| 'Cause we know who we are,
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| Yeah
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| When life’s got you feeling crazy wound up like a ukulele.
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| When you start to think that maybe you don’t have a voice.
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| Go on and let your feet stomp
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| Till your heartbeat feels that beat drop.
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| Yeah, you just gotta stand up and make some noise.
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| When you can’t say a thing you can always sing.
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| When you can’t say a thing you can always sing.
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| We’re all microphones
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| With songs all of our own
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| And everywhere we go
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| They know who we are,
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| 'Cause we know who we are.
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| When life’s got you feeling crazy wound up like a ukulele.
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| When you start to think that maybe you don’t have a voice.
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| Go on and let your feet stomp
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| Till your heartbeat feels that beat drop.
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| Yeah, you just gotta stand up and make some noise.
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| When you can’t say a thing you can always sing.
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| When you can’t say a thing you can always sing.
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| You can always sing it at the top of your lungs.
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| Sing it out everyone,
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| Sing it like it ain’t been sung.
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| You can always sing,
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| Sing it at the top of your lungs.
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| Sing it out everyone,
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| Sing it like it ain’t been sung,
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| You can always…
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| When life’s got you feeling crazy wound up like a ukulele.
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| When you start to think that maybe you don’t have a voice.
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| Go on and let your feet stomp
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| Till your heartbeat feels that beat drop.
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| Yeah, you just gotta stand up and make some noise.
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| When you can’t say a thing you can always sing.
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| When you can’t say a thing you can always sing.
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| When you can’t say a thing you can always sing.
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| When you can’t say a thing you can always sing. |