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I'm a human jukebox They listen to the shape Of my face World in my palm But it's a clenched fist Dandelion heart The crowd roars A deafening sight I see the spirits fly When after all I like them even more When I hear One hand clapping Sign says for-sale A cell without bars Sell me down a river Sail me down to Mars I messed with space Got into the chaos Better than the rat race But where is option C The crowd roars A deafening sight I see the spirits fly When after all I like you even more When I hear One hand clapping I'm lucid Colorblind Out of my mind They're crusaders for A green, green lie Frail and wild The crowd roars A deafening sight I see the spirits fly When after all I like me even more When I hear One hand clapping
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 8:48 PM UTC
One Hand Clapping
I'm a human jukebox They listen to the shape Of my face World in my palm But it's a clenched fist Dandelion heart The crowd roars A deafening sight I see the spirits fly When after all I like them even more When I hear One hand clapping Sign says for-sale A cell without bars Sell me down a river Sail me down to Mars I messed with space Got into the chaos Better than the rat race But where is option C The crowd roars A deafening sight I see the spirits fly When after all I like you even more When I hear One hand clapping I'm lucid Colorblind Out of my mind They're crusaders for A green, green lie Frail and wild The crowd roars A deafening sight I see the spirits fly When after all I like me even more When I hear One hand clapping
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 8:48 PM UTC
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