(feat. Pharrell)
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Hey now here we go let's start the show
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Supposed to only call me 'Lo
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But you can call me The Soul Machine
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Watch a¢æ¡° HEEEEYYYY YYEEAAAA a¢æ¡° See what I mean?
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Four million flavors of the southern soul flower
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But the power that you get from the heart of a human being
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Only the mind is mechanic the dynamic happens
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When the divine starts to intervene
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Have mercy if I seem to be heavy
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I don't mean to be heavy
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But "Come save me," said this last fiend
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'Cause the beginning and the ending and the misassumption
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Will make 'em move something in between
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[Bridge]
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It's like I'm standing on my tippy-toes to touch a star (a star)
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Trying to catch joy in other's jar
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And yes by far I'm so much further than they are
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HEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYY
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[Chorus]
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Turn the radio on, let the music play
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If I could I'd dance my life away
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And if you can't seem to find any words to say
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Make a joy-ful noise, fifth around it's another day
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When you see me you would know that you saw me
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Because he always got on his game and his good shoes
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Difficult to stop creating can't wait
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But they came to see God then great tell 'em the good news
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Isn't it ironic how it feels so good?
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But I was only just singing the blues
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I wouldn't open my mouth about it at all
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If I thought that I was only just singing the fool
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Have mercy if I seem to be heavy
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I don't mean to be heavy
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Maybe 'Lo you should lighten up
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I really would if I could
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But I really don't think that anybody shell out enough
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And I really think true wealth is home and happiness and health
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A little cash and you'll need nothing else
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And as far as me being good, I can't help myself
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HEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYY
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[Chorus]
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Turn the radio on, let the music play
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If I could I'd dance my life away
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And if you can't seem to find any words to say
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Make a joy-ful noise, fifth around it's another day
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So when you really really need you some soul
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I mean dead serious damn near bout to die bout some
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Don't be too proud to turn your radio way up loud
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Close your eyes and have fun
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I used to feel like God was gonna call me too soon
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The reason why I had to have my son
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And every time I've ever opened my mouth and said something
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Bout living was to earn my ones
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Have mercy if I seem to be heavy
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I don't mean to be heavy
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Wait I'm almost done
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And God can truly work a miracle a¢æ¡° Look at me
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Isn't it obvious that I'm one?
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And I sing because I'm happy
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And I sing because I'm free (I'm free)
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And this my own little thing yes I agree
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But don't you want your kids to grow up to be just like me?
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HEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
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[Chorus]
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Turn the radio on, let the music play
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If I could I'd dance my life away
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And if you can't seem to find any words to say
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Make a joy-ful noise, fifth around it's another day
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[Cee-Lo scatting till fade]
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The Art Of Noise
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Cee Lo Green |