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Tickle Me Pink |
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Tickle me pink, I'm rosy as a flushed red apple skin |
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Except I've never been as sweet |
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I've rolled around the orchard and found myself too awkward |
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And tickle me green, I'm too naive |
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Pray for the people inside your head |
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For they won't be there when you're dead |
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Muffled out and pushed back down |
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Pushed back through the leafy ground |
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Time is too early, my hair isn't curly |
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I wish I was home and tucked away |
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When nothing goes right and the future's dark as night |
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What you need is a sunny, sunny day |
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Pray for the people inside your head |
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For they won't be there when you're dead |
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Muffled out and pushed back down |
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Pushed back through the leafy ground |
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Don't know where I can find myself a brand new pair of ears |
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Don't know where I can buy a heart |
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The one I've got is shoddy, I need a brand new body |
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[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/j/johnny-flynn-lyrics/tickle-me-pink-lyrics.html] |
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And then I can have a brand new start |
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Pray for the people inside your head |
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For they won't be there when you're dead |
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Muffled out and pushed back down |
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Pushed back through the leafy ground |
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Monsters in the valley and shootings in the alley |
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And people fall flat at every turn |
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There is no straight and narrow, offload your wheelbarrow |
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And pick up your sticks and twigs to burn |
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Pray for the people inside your head |
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For they won't be there when you're dead |
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Muffled out and pushed back down |
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Pushed back through the leafy ground |
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Pray for the people inside your head |
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For they won't be there when you're dead |
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When you're dead, when you're dead |
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When you're dead, when you're dead |
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When you're dead, when you're dead |
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When you're dead, when you're dead, when you're |
