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Hold on, Rosanna
Make your way right back towards that mouth you crawled so surely out of
Rather than this
Bearer of shit
That mouth, what it said I can't pronounce
An opinion with its worth, but I don't want to listen
To what the world is gonna say when
There's too much progress
To find ourselves just where we know we started
I know I'm not, he says I am
That mouth, what it said I can't pronounce
An opinion with its worth, but I don't want to listen
To what the world is gonna say when
He grows up, taller than the sky
Above the world, he didn't see
And looks down, only to find
The whole lot of rarities
(Aah aah)
