| You get your love from dogs and cats
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| You’ve found in the neighborhood
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| And animal love is good
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| You haven’t got a girl
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| You’re scared of the world
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| No, you don’t want a lover, you want a mother
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| Yes, you read all the overground books
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| You have quite an intellectual look
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| But are you an artist?
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| Ae you a book or just a cover?
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| Lonely One, you make me feel
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| I’m the only one to know that you’re not real
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| Lonely One, turned down thumbs on the world
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| So you say you’re an artist with a tormented soul
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| Your heroes have left for the Hollywood Bowl
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| Sour grapes, come here
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| You say you never really cared
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| Don’t you see, you’re just like him and me
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| Ah, but you’re a pillar of society
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| And you are good
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| Do all that Big Brother says you should
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| All of your friends, they need a boss
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| Someone to help them onto the cross
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| Now don’tcha like being somebody’s punishment?
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| It makes you feel needed
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| Lonely One, you make me feel
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| I’m the only one to know that you’re not real
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| Lonely One, turned down thumbs on the world
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| And though you’re alone, you say it will pass
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| You stuff your head with all your grass
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| It wouldn’t be so bad, if that weren’t all you had
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| You’ve never seen the lady laugh
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| Lonely One, don’t you wish you had
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| Been a four-star general, just like Captain America
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| You go to bed each night, your arms wrapped 'round a pillow
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| Dreaming of becoming tomorrow’s superhero
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| Rose-colored glasses — I wish you had them
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| At least you would see me
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| Lonely One, you make me feel
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| I’m the only one to know that you’re not real
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| Lonely One, turned down thumbs on the world |