The symptom seems run down
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It gives me hope the same
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Except it brings me guts and the symptoms all run down
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And when it stops I'm around
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It gives me hope the same
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Except it brings me guts and the symptoms all run down
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Would you mind, it's over
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And, could you call the others
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Keeping it steadily now in the mind won't sway
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The startling absence of motive it won't cause sway
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Say, look what is mine, look what is mine to own
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Royal space halves and has it not, oh no
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Try, try, try
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Who's gonna start the wave?
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Who will start the wave?
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I will start the wave
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Try, try, try
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You make it up
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There is no sound for you
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And watch your view
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There is a place for you
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You've used it up
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There is no sound for you
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You make it up
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I Know, And I Said Forget It
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