So you think life should be gay
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But You're wasting your times away
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Now you see me standing here and I say I'm down
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So you think it would be easy to play
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Have a little warm-up hear me today
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Drop your sorrow down into a deep frying pan.
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Fry'em down.
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Refrain:
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Put away your make-up
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Then you'll see we fake it all up.
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I know all your stories
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Never did they bore me more
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Beauty of a million years may die
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So I think that all my thinking's enough
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Thanksgiving Yeah giving away presents
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Presents freedom
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And in a way I feel great 'cause I give it
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Away but I'm still down.
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Refrain
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Turning round your headsharks is making me sick
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And I'm puking while I'm wandering around
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In the feelds filled up and happy for relief
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I'm turning and falling to the ground to the leafs
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That smell I love is humid in the air and I'm feeling
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The decay with a bitch in my chair with a whore in
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My head with my lady in my heart I start disintegrating
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For I'm loving and I'm hating laughing.
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Beauty
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Bananafishbones |