| Come into the parish of wisdom
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| But leave your nervous system
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| With the bouncer on the door
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| Sell your innocence
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| For a decade of decadence
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| Everything all at once all the time is yours
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| Don’t believe in Jesus Christ
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| Since I believed in your cocaine
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| All that praying and wailing will leave a stain
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| So take your Sunday songs and shove it
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| Hey now, my baby, maybe now we’re free
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| With the appliance of science
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| We can be anyone we want to be
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| They’ll come bearing you
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| And charge the earth for it
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| If you’re lucky they’ll let you breathe
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| So scream as you go faster
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| If that’s the world you’re after
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| But make sure you’re home for tea
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| Don’t believe in clever people
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| Clever people drop the bomb
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| Don’t believe your big and evil
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| They’re aliens…
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| So take your rocket science and shove it
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| Hey now, my baby, maybe now we’re free
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| With the appliance of science
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| We can be anyone we want to be
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| (Shubidu…)
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| We interrupt this song for a newsflash
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| Daisy, the first sheep to be cloned
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| Has died today at the rivaled age of 101… Days
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| Other news:
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| Two people burned to death whilst they were on the internet
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| And now to the sport
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| Hey now, my baby, maybe now we’re free
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| With the appliance of science
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| We can be anyone we want to be
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| Hey now, my baby, maybe now we’re free
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| With the appliance of science
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| We can be anyone we want to be
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| Hey now, my baby, maybe now we’re free
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| With the appliance of science
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| We can be anyone we want to be |