Give me soap to shave around
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Give me soap to shave around
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With my guts exposed and slippy
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Don't let them rush me
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Don't hesitate
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Don't let them take me away
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There's nothing wrong
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There's a malady in everyone
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That keeps me away from the light
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Shine, I give my first story
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As I live the idle life
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The leaping colour keeps your heart alive
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A creeping glow beside you lava like
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Shine you make your own glory
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Come on take the idle life
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A foreign guy I'm God's own prototype
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A blushing bride who loves an idle life
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Always above me
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I light the day
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Here rise the sun I embrace
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There's nothing wrong
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There's an apogee in everyone
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That keeps you awake and alive
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Shine, I gave my own story
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Now I live the idle life
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I know my foes may get me overnight
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I'm safe and dry I'm God's own prototype
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Shine, you crown your own glory
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Come on take the idle life
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Creeping colour fills your heart tonight
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We see no others in our idle lives
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Idle Life
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| The Catherine Wheel |
