So shut your mouth
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Look at your tongue it’s hanging out
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As you whistle down the wind
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From the north down to the south
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What was done but never said
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When all is still, the thrill is dead
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If you’re pissing in the wind
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Watch your feet, watch where you tread
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'Cause it’s a minefield out there
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Yeah it’s a minefield out there
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Have you ever heard such a thing in your life as three blind mice?
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So shut your mouth
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Look at your tongue it’s hanging out
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Where’s your song that’s not been sung?
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Oh what’s up, cat got your tongue?
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Oh I forget myself, how impolite
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When I said so long to wrong from right
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I’m wondering when you’ll come along
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'Cause my mind is on the run
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And it’s feline, feline, feline…
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My mind is on the run
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My mind is on the run
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My mind is on the run
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So sit around
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Find a job and settle down
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They’ll be tracking your tail
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From booking to bail
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Just shut your mouth
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(My mind is on the run)
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Look at your tongue still hanging out
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(My mind is on the run)
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As you whistle down the wind
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(My mind is on the run)
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From the north down to the south
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(My mind is on the run)
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Ah it’s a minefield out there
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(My mind is on the run)
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Yeah it’s a minefield out there
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(My mind is on the run)
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(So shut your mouth)
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It’s a minefield out there
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(My mind is on the run)
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(Look at your tongue it’s hanging out)
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It’s a minefield out there
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(My mind is on the run)
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My mind is on the run
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My mind is on the run
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My mind is on the run
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My mind is on the run |