| Some say the world goes crazy
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| It’s summertime
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| I say I’m feeling lazy
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| Hammocks in mind
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| And I can’t change a thing
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| So I won’t stay around
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| If you can feel so hot
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| Why don’t you feel for me?
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| If you can feel so much
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| Why don’t you let it out
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| And let me be alone again?
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| I keep watch, that’s alright
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| 'Cos it comes in this real night
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| He likes the sun
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| See the cornered clown
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| He likes the sun
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| Let us waste this town
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| And when it rains
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| You feel the click in this heart
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| And that’s when the pain in mine will start
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| And that’s when the pain in mine will start
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| I’m used to growing older
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| And feeling down inside
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| But yes, I know, well someone told
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| You should have seen him cry
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| Well that’s not my life
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| I’m tired of chip inside and playing bronze for cool
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| Y’know that sometimes light
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| And sometimes you can just be that fool
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| Who can really say?
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| If I’m cross --- it’s a joke
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| If I’m lost --- let it go up in smoke
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| He likes the sun
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| See the cornered clown
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| He likes the sun
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| Let us waste this town
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| And when it rains
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| You feel the click in this heart
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| And that’s when the pain in mine will start
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| And that’s when the pain in mine will start
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| Jump right out of your grass colours
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| And make like you were easy prey
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| And cheer us solemn of a possible
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| Is it possible?
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| I could really play, could really play
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| All these things I say
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| Though nnot torn inside, though not torn
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| You just lie, lie low --- lie low for me
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| I’m not in deeper waters --- where everyone will claim
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| We used to know the daughter --- throw it away it’s not such a shame
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| If you’re feeling blue
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| And I like icy looks and great command
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| He likes the way I’m true
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| But I know inside
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| This is a real life sham --- but that’s okay
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| And this song can’t be sued
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| I assume --- you get up and renew yourself
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| He likes the sun
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| See the cornered clown
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| He likes the sun
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| Let us waste this town
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| And when it rains
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| You feel the click in this heart
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| And that’s when the pain in mine will start
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| And that’s when the pain in mine will start |