| I think I’ll make another world
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| And fill it with whatever I want
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| No one can say I can or can’t
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| I can see it now
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| I think I’ll make another world
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| It may not start out very large
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| But no one else will be in charge
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| I can see it now
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| I can see it now
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| And we will dance in the all
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| Like we were very small
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| Through the air through the night
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| And through the marble hall
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| No one can say that’s all wrong
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| Cause I’ll say get out of my song
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| Cause I can see another world
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| And I can make it with my hands
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| Who cares if no one understands
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| I can see it now
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| I can see it now
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| Though all the stuff dream about
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| Since I was just a zygote
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| The headless karyotic
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| With her plucky seeing eye-goat
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| No one can say its all wrong
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| Cause I can say «Hey, it’s my song»
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| Cause I can see another world
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| And I can make it with my hands
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| Who cares if no one understands
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| I can see it now
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| I can see it now
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| I can see it growing
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| And moving by itself
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| And talking in its own way
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| Its realer than the old wives? |