| All my life I’ve worked upon the reason for us being here
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| The universe and all that it contains
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| Tryin' to solve the secret of the brain
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| Thirty years I’ve laboured tryin' to find who my creator was
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| And now at last the pieces fall in place
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| It’s funny and it shows upon my face
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| And the music goes 'round my head
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| And I can’t hear a thing you said
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| And my life echoes through my brain
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| It’s so comical I’m insane
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| Now the people herald me as being the genius beyond compare
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| They’re clamouring to hear what I will say
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| It’s so funny they carry me away
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| And the music goes 'round my head
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| And I can’t hear a thing you said
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| And my life echoes through my brain
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| It’s so comical I’m insane
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| And the music goes 'round my head
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| And I can’t hear a thing you said
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| And my life echoes through my brain
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| It’s so comical I’m insane
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| And the music goes 'round my head
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| And the music goes 'round my head
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| And the music goes 'round my head
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| And the music goes 'round my head
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| And the music goes 'round my head |