Tono: B
Introducción:
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Mother, Father, I think that I would rather
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Stay at home with you for another year
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That building's so tall and it makes me feel so small
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That I might get lost and simply disappear.
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Evil smiles won't change my mind,
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I'm worried an I'm not the worrying kind.
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Why's that man rubbung his hands
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Looking at me writing down his plans?
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Today I have been moulding plasticine
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And I made a little man who looked just like me
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His limbs were so weak and he couldn't move his mouth to speak
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And I could bend him into any shape I wanted him to be.
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Evil smiles won't change my mind,
Gm
I'm worried an I'm not the worrying kind.
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Why's that man rubbung his hands
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Looking at me writing down his plans?
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Those kids with the blazers on,
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They went in with names on their elbows.
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Came home with medals on.
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Spit it out that's the way the story goes
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A flying start from the briefcase crew.
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Oh, you didn't have to teach me like you did
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But you did.
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But you did...
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You did.
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You did...