| Now all of the sons and the daughters
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| Don’t want just what comes along
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| So give them something more
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| Come on, ooh
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| But me and my friends act so crazy
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| We’ll become just what comes along
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| Yeah, it’s a natural born, come on
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| We don’t need nothing more
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| When you don’t know where you’re going
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| Is it real or right on?
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| It’s not where you come from, right on
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| It’s not where you belong
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| (Everything is so complete)
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| Until there’s more than everything
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| (Everything is what you need)
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| So quit now
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| Could you even help with this one
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| While it’s tied to me?
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| Bring on the terror and give it to me
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| Sometimes I need a punch in the face
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| Sometimes I need a leg in the ass
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| But it’s so hard to find these days
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| When it’s right time, wrong place
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| And we’re all out of salary based
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| And we’re all out of minimum wage
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| We’ll make it up as we go along
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| And that ain’t nothing wrong
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| When there’s nothing left to beat your fist at
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| Is it pattern or just paranoid?
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| Is that where you come from? |
| Right on
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| Is that where you belong?
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| (Everything is so complete)
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| Until there’s more than everything
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| (Everything is what you need)
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| So quit now
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| Could you even help with this one
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| While it’s tied to me?
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| Bring on the terror and give it to me
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| To me, ooh |