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(Whistling)

It's time we woke this town up
And show this place that we're alive
Its time to tear our frowns up
And realize we have survived
And so my darling Alice
I've come to take you out for tea
I've thrown out all my hardware
And I've found stability
No more virtual half life
No more of programming out here

For I now live in clover
I've gone and got new career

I am a man of knowledge
Don't underestimate my skill
Now in the garden center
The soil I'm gonna till
I'm living in the real world
There'll be no more screens for me
I'm gonna be so steady
In this harsh reality

I'll have colleagues
And a workplace
They'll hold me tightly like a kite
And pull me gently earthwards
When I'm at risk of mental flight
Oh, I am a child of fortune
I've had my share of wretched luck
But I now live in clover
And overflowing ease
My cup

(Whistling)

I'm living in the real world
There'll be no more screens for me
I'm gonna be so steady
In this harsh reality

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