I've checked all the dailies
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And subscription mail ins
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But where do we come from?
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You never stopped dusting
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My middle ear's always buzzing.
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Where do we belong?
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Trust me not 'cause I still don't know.
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We're not in someone else's
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Someone else's home.
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Do you really want to exist
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Past 1946
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Or have I got you wrong?
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When nothing much matters
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But shoes, pants and haircuts.
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The morning engines go.
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Heaven's toast, like the sound they told.
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We're not in someone else's
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Someone else's home.
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We're gonna run away, make your heart my own.
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And if we're not hot at least we're not
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In someone else's home.
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Subscription filled the yellow pills.
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We're not in someone else's
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Someone else's home.
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We're gonna run away, make your heart my own.
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And if we're not hot at least we're not
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In someone else's home.
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Someone Else's Home
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You Am I |