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You shouldn't do that, should do that
You try so hard to get somewhere,
They put you down, and cut your hair,
They're saying you're no good, they just don't care,
You're trying to fly, you get nowhere,
You get no air, you're getting aware.
You shouldn't do that, should do that.
You want so hard to get somewhere,
With trees and flowers growing there,
If you can't make it you're going spare,
You're trying to fly, you get nowhere,
You get no air, you're getting aware.
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One more touch and then you'll see
A world of hidden mystery,
Visions of you know you're only dreaming
Colours change, I stand upright
Screaming souls in the night
Visions of you know you're only dreaming
Chaos all within my mind
Try to reach anI wanna be with my own kind
Visions of you know you're only dreaming.
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I am the centre of this universe
The wind of time is blowing through me
And it's all moving relative to me,
It's all a figment of my mind
In a world that I've designed
I'm charged with cosmic energy
Has the world gone mad or is it me?
I am the creator of this universe
And all that it was meant to be
So that we might learn to see
This foolishness that lives in us
And stupidity that we must suss
How to banish from our minds
If you call this living I must be blind.
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Think about the things that we should have done before
The way things are going the end is about to fall.
We took the wrong step years ago
We took the wrong step years ago
We took the wrong step years ago
Take a look around and see the warnings close at hand
Already weeds are writing their scriptures in the sand
We took the wrong step years ago
We took the wrong step years ago
The morning sun is rising, casting rays across the land,
Already nature's calling, take heed of the warning,
We took the wrong step years ago
We took the wrong step years ago
We took the wrong step years ago
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City black, encase the time
World full of men, who all are blind
Who walk and talk and say as one:
"Androids are we", heir to no son
Adjust me
Adjust me
Adjust me.....
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The golden age of the future comes
That which was dreamed of in the past
Where freedom reigns on minds of peace
Minds rich in wisdom to the last
We are the children of the sun
And this is our inheritance
No longer chaos and confusion
But love and laughter
Song and dance
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