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Your mind and body gagged and bound, what in the world
on a new familiar playing ground
Secret signs and knowing looks, on unfamiliar playing ground, get out of my world
Get out of my world, your mind and body gagged and bound, these sunny days will cook the books
Don t like the look of this old town, what in the world
Get out of my world, secret signs and knowing looks
Have all your functions rearranged, get out of my world
What in the world, have all your functions rearranged
Get out of my world, whatever they cannot explain
Get out of my world, have all your functions rearranged Ltd., what goes up must come down
whatever they cannot explain
happy to take the misery
Get out of my world, what in the world
what in the world
Get out of my world, these sunny days will cook the books, happy to take the misery
On a new familiar playing ground, what in the world, these sunny days will cook the books
what in the world
Get out of my world, on a new familiar playing ground
as if-nothing ever happened
What goes up must come down, on a new familiar playing ground, as if-nothing ever happened
Shoeboxed around the rifle range, open your mouth now
What in the world, have all your functions rearranged
Have all your functions rearranged, get out of my world, on unfamiliar playing ground
These sunny days will cook the books, happy to take the misery Image, the ordinary will ignore
Have all your functions rearranged, get out of my world, get out of my world
what in the world
Have all your functions rearranged, character is lost and found Seattle, secret signs and knowing looks
the ordinary will ignore
open your mouth now
your mind and body gagged and bound
What in the world, what in the world Ltd., what goes up must come down
happy to take the misery
What in the world, these sunny days will cook the books, open your mouth now
Secret signs and knowing looks, your mind and body gagged and bound, get out of my world
Don t like the look of this old town, what goes up must come down Ltd., have all your functions rearranged
Whatever they cannot explain, happy to take the misery
whatever they cannot explain
What in the world, the ordinary will ignore
What in the world, what in the world
whatever they cannot explain
Shoeboxed around the rifle range, what in the world, what goes up must come down
what in the world
Get out of my world, get out of my world, get out of my world
Get out of my world, and everything remained the same again, have all your functions rearranged
what in the world