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PEOPLE MOVE ON>
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Go play safe, fly low.
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for the sake of all you have known.
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Throw your staff down from the citadel and run away.
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He won't laugh at what you said
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he's got a princess to impress.
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Got no boat, plane or place to go - just the rain.
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And people move on, move along,
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people move on...
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move along
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There's a man that follows me down the street,
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holding roses for all the girls he meets.
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And his hair curls down to his feet
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(he gives me the creeps).
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He'll take the wind from your sails,
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quoting Jesus - hands on the Kells.
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But his words usually fail,
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to move me that way.
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People move on, move along,
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people move on...
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just gotta keep moving on.
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So go play safe, fly low,
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for the sake of all you have known.
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Throw your staff down from the citadel, and run away.
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PEOPLE MOVE ON
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| Beastie Boys |
