So by now you have seen me
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By now I have seen you
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Would you would you would you
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Move with me?
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Looked through a looking glass
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And what did I see?
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I saw one thousand cameras shooting
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And a giant TV
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And a mass of people sitting and watching
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Watching that big screen
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When around them was a fire burning
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That they couldn't see
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They couldn't breathe but kept watching
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And thought things they would be fine
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Believed that the screen
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Would be screening for all of time
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Conceived the idea they were
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Behind the screen divine
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But when it came to living
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Were what petrol is to wine
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Hear through some speakers sounding
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What did I hear?
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I hear some plastic singer singing
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Plastic lyrics in my ear
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And a mass of empty hands clapping
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With an empty cheer
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When in the distance was some soul music
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That they couldn't hear
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Neared the speaker with the plastic song
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And tried their best to move
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Cleared a floor and tried to shake it
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But they couldn't find their groove
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They feared to recognise that what they heard
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Was music abused
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And when it came to dancing
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Their bodies refuse
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So by now you have seen me
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By now I have seen you
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Would you would you would
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Move with me?
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So by now you have seen me
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By now I have seen you
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Would you would you would you
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Move with me?
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Luck Song
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| The Cat Empire |
