I don't know what you say
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The animals are back
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There's a time and a place
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No more than right but hold off them
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They'll be stuck in your face
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Make a move, make it now
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And if your rhythm of place
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You better get out
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Or understand what I say
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There's only so much time we can devote to you
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As we pass on our way
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We're not so far away
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The animals are back
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And you better beware
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They're coming in from the fields
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To move around as their own
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Make a move, make it now
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We spent too long in one place but now we get out
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No commands without plays
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There's only so much time in which you can decide
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Your power's drifted away
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To coordinate with a tread
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The messages grow to an end
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And if you chime up now
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There's a call of a voiceless bell
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Saying call me now
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It called me now
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Just waiting in the wings
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Just a matter of time
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We fight back
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No more pats on the back
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Degredation as we get
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All we are ...
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A reason for time
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A reason for rhymes
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Why stop now
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He often crawled on your knees
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With his sense we can see
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Six are we
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The animals are back so prepare to adjust
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But that's the truce of the changed
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Life wasn't fun on the farm
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But it did us no harm
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Just to keep us the rage
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I don't care when there are plays, you better get out
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Or understand what I say
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There's only so much time we can devote to you
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As we pass on our way
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So coordinate with a tread
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The messages grow to an end
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And if you chime up now
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There's a call of a voiceless bell
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Saying call me now
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It called me now
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Just waiting in the wings
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Just a matter of time
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We fight back
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No more pats on the back
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Degredation as we get
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All we are ...
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A reason for time
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A reason for rhymes
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Why stop now
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He often crawled on your knees
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With his sense we can see
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Six are we
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THE ANIMALS ARE BACK
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The Renaissance |