request the honor of your presence the tear
gas has blown away put down your crumpets and
your coffee now so unfashionably
late little brother, little
sister underwater we go out of our ordinary
selves stepping out to where the people
sing
woohoooooooooo -and the people
sing -and the times are good
you say
i'm acting like a beggar i call it killing the
fool you carry more baggage than a momma's
boy on your first day of school
let go
the light of the t.v. drop the hands the
chains that bind me turn it all
around stop, lift you up `n die to self in
a time when the left and the right's the
same when it's all blurred vision in a crazy
haze send out the invitations!
you say
I'm acting like a beggar i call it killing the
fool to save your life you gotta lose it so
the people sing
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