Wa going to write a song at a time
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When my life and my moods were in order and fine
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But the hour was late and my room was a state
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And I realized that song I would never create
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And so this is a song I discovered instead
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The song about living before we are dead
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And by living I don't mean prfection like gold
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Cos living my friends is the sweet unresolved
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La la la la la la la
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Lean over your balconies and don't run inside
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Look after your world and she might treat you right
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Let random-things-provide-imagination sometimes oh
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I've seen people trying to package their love
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Like a dove in the kitchen with a note that says
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Make sure you scrub well and plan and prepare everything
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Affection as clean as a triangle ting
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But love it or not love's as mad as they come
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Oh it's sly and it's wise and it's wonderfully dumb
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And while some might still say 'No it's pure like one'
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My love it is wild and not mild and on the run
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An Austrian waltz is a very strange thing
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When it's played in the midst of a Melbourne music boxing ring
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And who said that culture couldn't grow from a whim
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My god there is strength when a cat learns how to swim
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'And what is a king' he screamed at the wind
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A king is decisive without and within
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They can't make me stumble they don't hit my chin
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They told me I mumbled so I decided to sing
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I'd never be too old or bitter or thin
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Was born with a smile and I'll die with a grin
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And I dive in the ocean when the sky tumbles in
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And I'd rise when I find a way to make her shining
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And I know the trick that the gods love to play
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You say you want one thing they take it away
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Bu action I've found is a seven letter word
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Pretend you want a shoebox
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And find you've found the world
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Waltz
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The Cat Empire |