Reprise, June 8 2011, I've taken every chance. I've lost every time Bleak situations awake me to a blue light. The rhythm of gnashings, of screams and yawns and whines! I'm howling, and I'm hoping, won't this one be mine Thinking of beautiful things I've left behind; Destruction? Impossible! Log! Live! Whatever's mine!
They can say they're against it.' But I won't go away! They can sell me for pennies but I won't go away! They can spray in the corners, but I think I'm immune. If you're making a schedule I'm not leavin to soon,
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Reprise, June 8 2011, I've taken every chance. I've lost every time Bleak situations awake me to a blue light. The rhythm of gnashings, of screams and yawns and whines! I'm howling, and I'm hoping, won't this one be mine
Thinking of beautiful things I've left behind; Destruction? Impossible!
Log!
Live!
Whatever's mine!
They can say they're against it.'
But I won't go away!
They can sell me for pennies but I won't go away!
They can spray in the corners,
but I think I'm immune.
If you're making a schedule I'm not leavin to soon,
Let me hear you sing it:
"I'M ALIVE AND I'M HOME"
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