There's a singer off a ven,
You can easy find the square to the next one
And even comes along.
And takes your cover live and sings another song
It's just the same.
The clock you thumbs up, telling lies on a color stilly ship
They sold the world to be a star, but made no use of it.
And as the sails were hoisted up I saw that they were fake
I had to trip down to the pins that put plastic on my plate.
But it's something real and it's happened there,
And we can watch it blow,
Come on, everybody, let's go, go, go, go.
We're getting really, really, bored there,
We're getting really, really, bored there,
We're getting really, really, really, really, really, really, really bored, bored, bo-bo-boo
I held up a glide that never only glides,
Until it finds he's praying, brings it up back home.
Through the listens and the loves
You hit him, throw it out, it's just a phase.
Pan trip down to the corner shop to debt took magazine,
See themselves came down a shrimp, but that don't mean a thing.
And as a salesman hoist it up, I saw a beam of faith.
I had to trip down to the pins and put plastic on my plate.
But something real has happened there, we can watch it grow,
Come on, everybody, let's go.
We're getting really, really, bored there,
We're getting really, really, bored there,
We're getting really, really, really, really, really, really, really bored, bored, bo-bo-boo
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