Wake up you sleepy heads,
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Put on some clothes, shake up your beds,
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Put another log on the fire for me,
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I made some breakfast and coffee.
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I look out my window and what do I see?
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A crack in the sky and a hand reaching down for me,
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All the nightmares came today,
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And looks as though they're here to stay.
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What are we coming to:
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No room for me, no fun for you.
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I think about the days to come
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Where the books were found by the golden one.
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Written in pain, written in awe,
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By a troubled man who questioned,
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What we were here for,
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All the strangers came today,
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And it looks as though they're here to stay.
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Oh, you pretty things, don't you know,
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You're driving your mamas and papas insane?
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Oh, you pretty things, don't you know,
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You're driving your mamas and papas insane?
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Let me make it plain,
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You gotta make way for the homo superior.
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Look at your children;
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See their faces in golden rays.
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Don't kid yourself they belong to you;
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They're the start of the coming race.
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The earth is a bitch, we've finished our news,
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Homo sapient have outgrown their use,
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All the strangers came today,
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And it looks as though they're here to stay.
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Oh, you pretty things, don't you know,
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You're driving your mamas and papas insane?
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Oh, you pretty things, don't you know,
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You're driving your mamas and papas insane?
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Let me make it plain,
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You gotta make way for the homo superior.
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Oh! You Pretty Things (Live)
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Harvey Danger |