I’ve got a good feelingLike I know how I’m feelingScraping me off the ceilingBack to that good feelingNow I find it hard livingWasting our time givingWhen will we all give inInto that good feelingNow I got a good feelin’Like I know how I’m feelin’Scrapin’ me off the ceilingBack to that good feelingYou picked a time,
Where is your motherWhere is your fatherTwo little childrenLocked in the cupboardInto the wide worldHigh on the highwireWhat would you give to fly awayAway, away, away, awayGirl with the flowerBoy with the hammerLost in a forest On another planetFind me the exitFind them the way homeFind all the love they took awayAway, away, away, awayCause
More than usAnd we are themBut they don’t knowWhat’s in their handsIt’s more than youAnd it’s more than IBut it’s moreAnd everybody calls it loveBut I’m not really sure if it’s loveAt allNot anymoreMore than heMore than sheThey all sleepBut we just dreamMore or lessMeans more for usBut it’s moreAnd everybody wants a friendBut I’m
A funny thing to doIs everyone like you‘Cause people seldom changeThey all just stay the sameA funny htin to saySuppose you’re just that wayAlthough you’re sure you’re sureThere really is no cureA funny kind of wayA funny kind of dayYou’re funny all the timeDo you want a piece of mineCause I’ve seen it all beforeWhen
You were on my mindInside the cinemaYou looked so beautifulI almost had to goand when I got outsideI thought of you againI think you should be framed In some fine art galleryI know you’d disagree with meBut I love you anywaysAnd should I climb high myDreary city wallsThey make me feel so smallOh let me
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