| Life,
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| May what it’s cracked up to be
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| And my friends all wish me dead
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| Maybe then they’ll all agree
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| Wrap the flowers and prove me
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| Pink and purple yellow and red
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| Pink and purple yellow and red
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| In my head
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| Wish me dead
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| My life is wasted
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| The fruits I have tasted
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| At times they won’t let me down
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| My girl has left me
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| But that don’t upset me
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| I’ll keep both my feet on the ground
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| Now, all the whiskey bottles low
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| On my face there is a smile
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| Sure there’s something gonna blow
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| In my head I see the
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| Pink and purple yellow and red
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| Pink and purple yellow and red
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| Round my head
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| It’s gonna blow
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| Tell me I’m dreaming
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| I look at the ceiling
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| And I lie alone on my bed
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| There’s what i’m after
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| The rooms full of laughter
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| And pink, purple, yellow and red |