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Make yourself free.

Make yourself.

grow come on up into the attic come and see the glow of pretty idiots

Kissing everyone she doesn't know And the pigs are eating popcorn, selling tickets

the show Give yourself away, feel the wind blow We're watching movies on the ceiling, all the artists we know

If there's someone you don't like, you don't have to say hello There's no reason you should leave, there's no reason you should go

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Come on, come on, come on

Take yourself out, hit the tambourine.

We have loaded up your eyes and fed you tangerines.

If you open up your box.

You will find a tight machine If you try to find a scratch There'll be no signs where you

happy give yourself up make yourself sing don't tell us that you

Can you need a sibling?

Da da da da da da da

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh

Come on, come on, come on.

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Come on, come on.

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