Tell me do, something true, true of you and me
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That we're too busy living through, too busy to see.
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What is it that we do makes us what we are
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If we sing are we nightingales, shine are we stars ?
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Who are we ? What we got ? Are we a firework show ?
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Growing pale like a star that burnt out years ago
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Stranger things have been, stranger things have gone,
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I find it hard right now to name you one
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Tell me do something true and drop the fairytales.
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If singin' birds must sing, with no question of choice
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Then livin' is our song, indeed our voice
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Best agree you and me we're probably nightingales
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- Instrumental Verse -
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Who are we ? What we got ? Are we a firework show ?
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Growing pale like a star that burnt out years ago
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Stranger things have been, stranger things have gone,
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I find it hard right now to name you one
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Tell me do something true and drop the fairytales.
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If singin' birds must sing, with no question of choice
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Then livin' is our song, indeed our voice
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Best agree you and me we're probably nightingales
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God's a proud thundercloud we are cartoon cats
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With a fear that is biblical under our hats
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Who are we ? What we got ? Are we a firework show ?
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Growing pale like a star that burnt out years ago
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Stranger things have been, stranger things have gone,
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I find it hard right now to name you one
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Tell me do something true and drop the fairytales.
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If singin' birds must sing, with no question of choice
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Then livin' is our song, indeed our voice
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Best agree you and me we're probably nightingales
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Nightingales
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