I tried to run away but I was frozen in place
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My body was mad of sawdust and my heart just split
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My old friend rigor mortis started to breathe in my face
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The air started to drain out of my spirit
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Help me, can you help me?
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A century of my tears wouldn't even fill a thimble
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The war of the class clown is never won
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But nothing makes me laugh anymore
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And nothing makes me craw
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And nothing makes me feel like I belong
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Help me, can you help me?
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I can't believe all the stupid things I'm saying now
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Either I've shaken the world off my back
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or else I've gone senile
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I thought your love was just a great big lie
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Now love you is the only thing that's gonna get me by
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Help me, can you help me?
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All I have to offer you is archaeology and Christmas
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And we'll turn our backs on what the world has in store
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And twist the light so that it shines down on us
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And wait together for the touch of something more
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Help me, can you help me?
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Can You Help Me?
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American Music Club |