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I'm gnawing on the knowledge
That I have been burnt And I'm learning things that I Should've already learnt Everyone I ever knew Was so kind and coy I was with a girl But it felt like I was with a boy I can't even remember If we were lovers Or if I just wanted to But I held her in my arms I held her in my arms I held her in my arms But it wasn't you I will not kill The one thing that I love In this world of wreckage I look above Help me Lord Help me understand What it means to be a boy What it means to be a man |
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You can bump and grind, have a good time
You can twist and shout, let it all hang out But you won't fool the children of the revolution No you won't fool the children of the revolution You can tell a plane, in the falling rain I gotta Rolls Royce, 'cause it's good to my voice But you won't fool the children of the revolution No you won't fool the children of the revolution You can bump and grind, feeling fine You can twist and shout, knock yourself out But you won't fool the children of the revolution No you won't fool the children of the revolution No you can't fool the children of the revolution No you won't fool the children of the revolution No you can't fool the children of the revolution No you won't fool the children of the revolution You can bump and grind, have a good time You can bump and grind, have a good time Bump and grind, have a good time Bump and grind, have a good time Bump and grind, have a good time ... |
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