| Who knew
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| Who knew
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| Our life would be so complicated
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| Who knew
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| That we would be so automated
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| No time to think on the brink who knew
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| Who knew
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| Not me, not you or anyone else
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| Come to think of it, it’s true
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| We’re misinformed and always warned
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| To look out who knew
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| Be ready to fabricate and navigate
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| Your personal fate
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| You’ve got to articulate, tolerate
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| And circulate
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| Rearrange and change your thing
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| Just to accommodate
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| Go there, be back, turn around
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| Go back, hurry up, then wait, don’t be late who knew
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| I got yours, you got mine
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| Hurry up, there ain’t no time
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| Exhilarate sometime this year
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| Too much of this, not enough of that
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| Dislocated is where we’re at
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| Sign of the time is here who knew
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| Oh my, just a sigh of relief
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| There’s too much grief in this life
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| Too much strive you’ve got
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| To compete or turn a new leaf or die
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| The reason why
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| When you go around uptown
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| You can’t be looking down
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| Wordy rise be wise
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| Give you a joke on the wall
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| You recognize
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| Tranquilize i compromise with you
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| Blank stairs everywhere
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| Don’t look mad, who cares
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| Who knew
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| Too much of this, not enough of that
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| Dislocated is where we’re at
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| Sign of the time is here who knew
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| Who knew our life would be so complicated
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| That we would be so automated
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| No time to think who knew |