harness your hopes
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Harness your hopes
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on just one person
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because you know a harness
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was only made for one
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Don't telegraph your passes
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You'll end up with molasses
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cauterized in syrup
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And syrup and molasses
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And I'm checking out the asses
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The assets that attract us
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To anything that moves
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We're deep inside the grooves
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And it's time to shake the rations
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cause someone's gonna cash in
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The plot it turns again
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The reference starts at ten
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Well show me
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A word that rhymes with Pavement
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And I won't kill your parents
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And roast them on a spit
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And a-don't you try to etch it
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Or permanently sketch it
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Or your gonna catch a bad bad cold
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And the freaks have stormed the white house
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I moved into a lighthouse
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It's on a scenic quay
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It's oh so far away
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Far away from the beginning
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The shroud is made of linen
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The yearling took the purse
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The goth kid has a hearse
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Heart-breaking
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Earth-quaking
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Kiwis they are home baking
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Minds wide open truly
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Leisure
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A leisure suit is nothing
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It's nothing to be proud of
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In this late century
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And I'm asking you to hold me
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Just like the morning paper
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Pinched between your pointer
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Your index and your thumb
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It's a semi-automatic
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Believers are ecstaic
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You see the way they cling
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The cold metallic sting
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And I'm living in a coma
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For Donna DeVorona
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The harness made of hopes
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The lovers on the ropes
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Nun is to church
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As the parrot is to perch
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And my Heart's
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Wide open Truly
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harness your hopes
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pavement |