everybodies got their head up high
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everybody should be touching the sky
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but you know you never nevercan go down
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so you slow down and you walk away
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she says good morning to you
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and you look away
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she asks you just what to do
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you don't know what to say
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but well what can be done,
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and what can be done for you
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I'll tell you now,
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where will you go
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when nothings laid out for you
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Hope these are worthwhile.
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Dying to try this,
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Mark Benedetti
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Crocker's Favorite Song
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| Guided By Voices |
