| If the Sun
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| Refused to shine
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| I don’t mind, I don’t mind (yeah)
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| If the mountain, fell in the sea (laughter)
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| Let it be, it ain’t me. |
| (all right)
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| Got my own world to live through and uh
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| And I ain’t gonna copy you
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| (Yeah)
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| Now if uh, six, turned out to be nine
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| Oh I dont mind, I dont mind uh (all right…)
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| If all the hippies cut off all their hair
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| I dont care, oh I dont care
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| Dig
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| 'cause Ive got my own world to live through and uh
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| And I ain’t gonna copy you
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| White collar conservative flashin down the street
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| Pointin' their plastic finger at me
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| They’re hopin' soon my kind will drop and die but uh
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| I’m gonna wave my freak flag high, high !
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| Oww !
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| Wave on, wave on…
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| Ah, ha, ha
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| Fall mountains, just don’t fall on me
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| Go ahead on mister business man, you can’t dress like me
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| Don’t nobody know what I’m talkin' about
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| I’ve got my own life to live
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| I’m the one that’s got ta die when it’s time for me to die
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| So let me live my life the way I want to
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| Sing on brother, play on drummer |