| Fuck you, man, if you don’t feel alright
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| Fuck you, man, if you don’t feel OK
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| Cos I’m wired to the moon, stapled to the sky, happy as I am, and I don’t know
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| why
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| Wired to the moon, stapled to the sky, happy as I am, and I don’t ask why
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| Don’t you worry, don’t you ever make feel me worthless
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| Don’t you ever, don’t you ever wake up alone
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| Cos I’m wired to the moon, stapled to the sky, happy as I am, and I don’t know
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| why
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| Wired to the moon, stapled to the sky, happy as I am, and I don’t ask why
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| Yeah, yeah, welcome to my place
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| Yeah, yeah, welcome home
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| Yeah, yeah, welcome to Fuckland
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| Clench the lightbulb, clench the lightbulb between my teeth
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| Mister, I really hope you’re on, really hope you’re on the same buzz as me
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| Cos I’m wired to the moon, stapled to the sky, happy as I am, and I don’t know
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| why
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| Wired to the moon, stapled to the sky, happy as I am, and I never ask why
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| Yeah, yeah, welcome to my place
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| Yeah, yeah, welcome home
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| Yeah, yeah, welcome to Fuckland
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| Yeah, yeah, welcome to my place
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| Yeah, yeah, welcome home
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| Yeah, yeah, welcome to Fuckland
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| Dance, dance, dance, dance
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| Dance, dance, dance, dance
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| Welcome to Fuckland |