you can tuck it on the inside
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you can throw it on the floor
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you can wave it on the outside
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like you never did before
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you get the diplomatic treatment
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you get the force fed future
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get the funk after death
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get the wisenheimer brainstorm
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(I'm in touch with your world)
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so don't you try to hide it
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(I'm in touch with your world)
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and nobody's gonna buy it
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it's such a lovely way to go
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it's such a lovely way to go
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I been lying on your feathers
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you keep talkin' about the weather
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I'm a psilocybin pony
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you're a flick fandango phoney
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it's a sticky contradiction
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it's a thing you call creation
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everything is science fiction
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and I ought to know
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(I'm in touch with your world)
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so don't you try to hide it
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(I'm in touch with your world)
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and nobody's gonna buy it
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it's such a lovely way to go
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it's such a lovely way to go-uh-o-o-o
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(I'm in touch with your world)
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(I'm in touch with your world)
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(I'm in touch with your world)
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(I'm in touch with your world)
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I'm In Touch With Your World
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| The Cardigans |
