pushing all the buttons
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trying to come to something
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flying with his feet on the ground
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full of dreams and visions
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in a world of indecision
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he ain't around to be pushed around
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been a long time coming on - take a look at him now
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and the days of If are gone - 'cause he's showing us how
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knowledge fuels the mind of the few
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in a way that no - one's found
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brave new answers screaming the truth
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and the techno wins the crown
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Chorus
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micro-kid with mega-thoughts
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he is real, he is here, he is fashionable
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micro-kid speaks digitalk
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if you hear what he says it's acceptable
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generating square waves
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while computing new games
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finally gets the chips off his back
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a smile is on his face
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erasing every trace
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of doubt that plagues the rest of the pack
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and his brain stores memories - no alternatives could come in
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he's the living remedy - times are better than they were then
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knowledge fuels the mind of the few
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in a way that no-one's found
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brave new answers screaming the truth
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and the techno wins the crown
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Chorus (Rpt.)
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Micro-Kid
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| Level 42 |
