We're so ordinary
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Can't seem to break the hold
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Of every clown that's come before us
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And every story that's yet to be told
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And even though the paint's not dry yet
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There's someone with their tounge hanging out
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'Cause something sour don't taste so bad
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When you can muzzle someone needs to shout
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And everyone who's watching now
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At the movie that's always re run
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Can throw a laugh and a stick in the pinks
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Who overrated or loud or were young
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And anyone who's looking out
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Just waiting for tall guys to fall
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Can rest assured in blankets now
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That nobody can be that small
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Bring him round the court house now
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We're lying naked and ugly and cold
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Don't play around the edges
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Play with something that's dusted and old
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And when we're lying crying defensless
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Be sure that you get in a lay
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'Cause something sour don't taste so bad
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Now they'll be forgetting you everyday
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And everyone who's watching now
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At the movie that's always re run
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Can throw a laugh and a stick in the pinks
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Who overrated or loud or were young
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And anyone who's looking out
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Just waiting for tall guys to fall
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Can rest assured in blankets now
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That nobody can be that small
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Ordinary
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You Am I |