If you listen close,
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Make sure you ignore what they say,
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Reaching the floor,
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Let's make sure we hit the dirt and it flies,
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Give me your eyes,
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Focus on what you'll see in my space,
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We know who controls,
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And "sunshine" is in the forecast today.
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Bet your bottom dollar because we don't have that to offer,
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It's always been a habit to hold back the now,
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Little does he know by insisting he is existing,
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As everybody knows kids are for callateral.
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And they held my hand so as not to fall,
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Directed me, affected my own days,
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Until their age got the best of me,
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And it's left in standing.
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If that spider,
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Happens to bite on the thigh,
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So let us lead this,
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Somewhere where gods empathize,
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Give me your ears,
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So you can hear but listen even less,
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Bringing patience so slow,
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Give me it all and i'll let them know.
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A little riddle for the man in the back.
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Who is that? who is that?
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Who's smart but can't apply what they know?
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Not a clue. not a clue.
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And they held my hand so as not to fall,
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Little did they know, my hand's a cannonball.
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And now they're chasing ferns again,
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I'll plant them in the ground,
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And watch my garden grow.
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Because next to them we're elephants,
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Towering the landscapes,
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Scared of smaller rodents.
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And i'll watch my...garden grow,
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Straighten dudley,
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He's much too insecure.
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Stale Penny (Miracle Grow)
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| Fair To Midland |
