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Everyone's standing in line Under the smell it's making me sick And physical size makes you right And the wall are like paper and ice Chorus: speak to me revolution boy Come out to me daughter of joy I am the collector of things And all of the pain it brings Now tell me the lessons we've botched And lead me to the oxygen tent And who will be the speaker of the day And can i exchange my surprise Chorus more free lyrics
Everyone's standing in line Under the smell it's making me sick And physical size makes you right And the wall are like paper and ice Chorus: speak to me revolution boy Come out to me daughter of joy I am the collector of things And all of the pain it brings Now tell me the lessons we've botched And lead me to the oxygen tent And who will be the speaker of the day And can i exchange my surprise Chorus
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