I closed the door and stepped into the city
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The city stepped right back to me
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There's cracks on every sidewalk of this city
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Like licking lips to swallow me
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This is a sea of cars on the road
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Lined up like bottles, shook up, ready to explode
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With feathers and string and wax I made wings
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I climbed up a building, crossed my heart, and took a leap
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One single voice makes a deafening sound
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You can be anything this time around
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I flew across the sea and to an island
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I wrestled down an old King Kong
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I rescued maidens captive on that island
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Hero in a uniform
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My conscience was clean and taking control
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A model American just doing what he's told
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And dusty old crates, and my father's tapes
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But Timothy Leary said the words which led the way
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One single voice makes a deafening sound
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You can be anything this time around
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You can be anything this time around
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I won't go quietly this time around
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Timothy Leary
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| Guster |
