| American flag wraps round the pole
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| And the little red man is taking control
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| The man with the puppet
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| Starts to juggle your dreams
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| And the world that you live
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| May be not what it seems
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| Hold onto sorrow, it constantly lies
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| And the things that I thought always kept me in stride
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| Smoke cigarettes till the light came to see
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| Read the fine print on the wrong guarantee
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| Little red man x7
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| You’re kind of young
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| Now it’s time to retreat
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| You’re the right people, the wrong ones for me
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| Some turn to apples and lemons of spice
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| Wings of tomorrow will swallow your pride
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| Little red man x7
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| I am just a dreamer, swimming in my mind
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| I am just a dreamer in my mind
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| I am just a dreamer, laughing into mine
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| I am just a dreamer in my mind
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| Drinking the sunlight
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| The salt from the sea
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| You’re the wrong people, the right ones for me
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| Circular motions and things that are found
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| Wings of tomorrow you won’t hear a sound
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| Little red man x7
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| I am just a dreamer, swimming in my mind
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| I am just a dreamer in my mind
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| I am just a dreamer, laughing into mine
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| I am just a dreamer in my mind
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| Little red man x7 |