Had a scratch only you could itch
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Underneath the Glebe Point Bridge
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And now every boy in a knitted vest
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Has got some precedent
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So we took a personality pill
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And something red to swill
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And now every fire has gone out
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in every heart that wanted to kill
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Let's call it a day
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Every thought that once had a sound
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We'll have to hide 'til no one is around
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'cause there ain't no room in the city today
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For explanations that you just can't say
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Found out what shame can mean
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In purple sneakers and grey jeans
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And every walked to a school that once made sense
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Sure felt like an accident
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Let's call it a day
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For every trouble you found
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There's a drink to lose it and drown
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But do you need somebody, to feel somebody?
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Every day that once had a sound
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We'll have to hide 'til no one is in town
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I don't hate I just feel better
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When no one else is around
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So we'll take a personality pill
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And something red to swill
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And now every fire has gone out
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in every heart that wanted to kill
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Let's call it a day
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For every trouble you found
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There's a drink to lose it and drown
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But do you need somebody, to feel somebody?
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You can shave a million ways
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To make damn sure that the twelve in you stays
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But do you need somebody, to feel somebody?
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Purple Sneakers
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You Am I |