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I never was the things I said I was |
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But it's not as if I lied |
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What I was, all I was |
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Was the effort to describe |
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The effort to describe |
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Now, I may not have been born to deliver the truth |
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But I sure do love to ride the route |
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When I’m on my bicycle |
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I am a seagull |
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Made of man and metal |
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And I am flying, flying |
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Let the blind call me dark |
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Let the weak call me peak-ridden |
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Let the butchers grind our hearts |
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And claim there's no love within |
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But you can call me anything |
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Just as long as I can sing |
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Yeah, you can call me anything |
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Just as long as I can sing |
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I sing for answers |
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I sing for good listeners |
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And tired dancers |