| I can’t buy the lie and it don’t matter
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| Even though I try to keep my health
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| It all seems the same, such a silly game
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| Played by silly fools who don’t even follow their own rules
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| But oh, when the sunshine follows me around
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| Lifts my feet and takes me from the ground
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| High enough to see the shelf
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| And know that I was educated by myself
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| I have seen the streets groaning, not battered
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| Though amongst us all, we kept our wealth
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| And though the rain goes pitter-patter,
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| It don’t change the pain that we all felt
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| But oh, when the sunshine follows us around
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| Lifts our feet and takes us from the ground,
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| High enough for us to tell
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| That we were educated by ourselves
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| It’s a simple dream, a common pattern
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| A universal scheme for us to sell
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| And though it’s a long, long way between Mars and Saturn,
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| But right here on Earth, we know so well
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| That all we need is sunshine on the ground
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| And smiles and smiles and smiles from frown to frown
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| Just enough for us to yell
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| That we were educated by ourselves |