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STEREO
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Pigs, they tend to wiggle when they walk
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the infrastructure rots
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and the owners hate the jocks
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with their agents and their dates
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if the signatures are checked
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you'll just have to wait
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and we're counting up the instants that we save
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tired nation so depraved
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from the cheap seats see us
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wave to the camera
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it took a giant ramrod
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to raze the demon settlement
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but high-ho silver, ride
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high-ho silver, ride
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take another ride to see me home
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listen to me! i'm on the stereo stereo
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oh my baby baby baby baby babe
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gave me malaria hysteria
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what about the voice of geddy lee
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how did it get so high?
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i wonder if he speaks like an ordinary guy?
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(i know him and he does!)
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and you're my fact-checkin' cuz
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(Aww...)
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well focus on the quasar in the mist
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the kaiser has a cyst
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and i'm a blank want list
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the qualms you have and if they stick
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they will drown you in a crick
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in the neck of a woods
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that was populated by
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tired nation on the fly
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everybody knows advice
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that was give out for free
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lots of details to discern
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lots of details
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but high-ho silver ride
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high-ho silver ride
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takes another ride to make me
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oh, get off the air
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i'm on the stereo stereo
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oh my baby baby baby baby baby babe
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gave me malaria hysteria
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STEREO
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pavement |