He wakes with the glow of adventure and hope
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The morning smells sweet and replete with opportunity
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He dressed into another day feeling lucky to be alive
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Though nobody follows him he's sure the future's bright
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Bring him back
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Someone's going to have to bring him back to earth
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He's getting out of hand
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His alacrity for life is more than people stand
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Bring him back to earth
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Discipline and toil, well it made her blood boil
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The finer things were impatient waiting discovery
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Like a bird in spring the sun made her sing
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With seeming inattention she was on to other things
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Bring her back
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Someone's going to have to bring her back to earth
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She's way too high
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Her alacrity for life ain't going to help her get by
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Bring her back to earth
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Who's it going to be?
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I can assure you
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It ain't gonna be me
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Bring them back
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Someone's gonna try and bring them back to land
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And I'll be there
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To catch them when they fall and send them up again
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Bring them back to earth
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Bring them back to earth
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Typed by Starbolt
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Punk Rock Elite
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Back to Earth
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American Lesion |