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Sunday, January 16, 2011
Strawberry fields
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We are North American scum
Hang your heart in lights above me
Teenage crime
Our private universe
We'll be swallowing the shine of the sun
Don't you know not to stare into the sun
So keep your wick in the air
Picking locks on gates
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I can see for miles
Just like the flowers - i'm growing wild
With your head in the clouds
Puerto Rico does it better
Strawberry fields
It's only words & it's only chalk
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