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→‎Lyrics: Edited with official lyrics from lyric book pdf
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We’ve played a fool so many times
We’ve played a fool so many times
We’ve been led bested and thrown to the lions
We’ve been lambasted and thrown to the lions
We’ve been to school for all of our crimes
We’ve been to school for all of our crimes
So we deny
So we deny


Stars when you shine you’re all we feel
Stars when you shine, know how we feel
Riding precisely in fractal surreal
Rounding precisely in fractals surreal
Stars when you dream ends to a mean
Stars when you dream ends to a mean
Come on between
Columned between


Down to the spring caught in a lie
Wound in a spring
Caught in a lie
Moses might plan things so he wouldn’t die
Moses might plan things so he wouldn’t die
Come by the skewer starboard to par
Bound by a steer starboard to port
I will in crime(?)
Why wouldn't I, then, deny? (Duh)


Die
O what a beautiful vision in time, with a meaningful range of expression in rhyme
Infinitesimal strangers on wings of a plain flying narwhal's adventure in standing refrain


Oh what a beautiful vision in time
I’m not a man you see; I just repeat for free
With a meaningful range of expression and rhyme
(Sorry not sorry wrote Plato's apology)
Infinitesimal strangers on wings of a plane
Tilly & Wall shot a goal; Tally Hall saved it
Flying narwhals adventure in standing refrain
(Conjuring callow philosopher Socrates)
Stromboli puppetry; have a cigar
("I did not do it," claimed hemlock Bartholomew)
Señor Freud, you remember; guitars are guitars
(Causing effects from a masterpiece point of view)


I’m not a man you see I just repeat for free
O what a moving expansion of space
Tilly and Wall shot a gold Tally Hall
with a meaningful range of repression in grace
saved its Stromboli poetry "Have a Cigar"
Señor Freud you look good but your tars are your tars
 
Oh what a moving expansion of space
with a meaningful range of repression embrace
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