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Until you seen this trash can dream come true
You stand at the edge, while people run you through
And I thank the Lord
There's people out there like you
And I thank the Lord for the people out there like you

While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatter's sons of Bankers sons of lawyers,
Turn around and say good morning to the night.
For unless they see the sky
But they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light Until you seen this trash can dream come true You stand at the edge, while people run you through And I thank the Lord There's people out there like you And I thank the Lord for the people out there like you While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatter's sons of Bankers sons of lawyers, Turn around and say good morning to the night. For unless they see the sky But they can't and that is why They know not if it's dark outside or light
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