| Maybe you think that you’re nylon
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| You seem to say
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| You are children of the world
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| And maybe you think
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| You’re an astronaut from stars
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| Wide your honesty and your pearls
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| Jokes are a greeting in your garden
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| From your side you say everything
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| And I think it’s common lie
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| It’s on the rise, it’s on the rise
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| And I think it’s common lie
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| It’s on the rise, it’s on the rise
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| Maybe you think it’s pornography
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| You seem to say
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| I’m the people of the world
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| And maybe you think you’re a genius
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| Retard of bloom
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| Your banner is unfilled
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| Now you’re selling the touch of your hand
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| How much salvation can my stomach stand?
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| And I think it’s common lie
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| It’s on the rise, it’s on the rise
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| And I think it’s common lie
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| It’s on the rise, it’s on the rise
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| Maybe you think that you’re nylon
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| You seem to say
|
| You are children of the world
|
| And maybe you think
|
| You’re an astronaut from stars
|
| Wide your honesty and your pearls
|
| Jokes are a greeting in your garden
|
| From your side you say everything
|
| And I think it’s common lie
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| It’s on the rise, it’s on the rise
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| And I think it’s common lie
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| It’s on the rise, it’s on the rise
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| And I think it’s common lie
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| It’s on the rise, it’s on the rise
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| And I think it’s common lie
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| It’s on the rise, it’s on the rise |