Well I want to return to my sender
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Well I want to return
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There is so much that I can't remember
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But there's so much to choose
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We are laying the tracks for the company
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Across all space and all time
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Any insinkerator will remind you
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What can happen to you
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There's a billboard as high as a mountain
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Neon lights up the hill
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Cast no shadow and leave no traces
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We are grist for the mill
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Hold me control me into the arms we fall
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Sugar the future sale of the century
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Trying to turn the world around
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Trying to turn the world around
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I've come to turn your world around.
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Return To Sender
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| Midnight Oil |
