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Make yourself free, make yourself grow Come on up into the attic - come and see the glow A pretty idiot is kissing everyone she doesn't know And the pigs are eating popcorn, selling tickets to the show.
Give yourself away, feel the wind blow We're watching movies on the ceiling, all the artists we know If there's someone you don't like you don't have to say hello There's no reason you should leave There's no reason you should go
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Take yourself out, hit the tambourine We have loaded up your eyes and fed you tangerines If you open up your box you will find a time machine If you try to find a scratch there'll be no signs of where you have been.
Give yourself up, make yourself sing Don't tell us that you can't - You need a sampling? Da da da da-da-da-da-da Da da-da da da-da-da-da-da dadada...
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Compositores: Gregory Allen Kurstin (Greg Kurstin), Inara George ECAD: Obra #3867935 Fonograma #5970208