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Yeah, all those stars drip down like butter,
and promises are sweet
We hold out our pans
lift our hands to catch them
We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up

Heyyy, let me in
Heyyy, let me in

I only wish that I could hear you whisper down,
mister fisherman, to a less peculiar ground
He gathered up his loved ones and he brought them all around
to say goodbye, nice try

Heyyy, let me in
Heyyy, let me in

I have the mind to try to stop you
Let me in. Let me in.
But I've got tar on my feet and I can't see
All the birds look down and laugh at me
Clumsy, crawling out of my skin

Heyyy, let me in, yeah yeah yeah
Heyyy, let me in
Heyyy, let me in, yeah yeah yeah
Heyyy, let me in

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