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Stuck inside my Harvard box |
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Behind the door the Bauhaus locked |
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I'm wrestling with a new ideal |
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I'm working out the way I feel |
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I just came back from Cultureburg |
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Where I tried to learn the painted word |
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People there were so convinced |
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It's kept me thinking ever since |
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Crazy, but true |
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I want to believe like you |
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"Come with me", the teacher said |
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"No side-to-side, look straight ahead |
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'Cause if you want true confidence |
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You'd best forget your common sense" |
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"Go find yourself a point of view |
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And if you need some help to choose |
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Just dance the dance named after me |
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If you believe then you will see" |
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Crazy, but true |
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Now I believe in you |
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There was a time |
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When we could make head nor tail of the story |
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And now it's sublime |
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And we're not afraid anymore 'cause we're all |
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True believers |
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So tell me it's true |
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I want to believe in you |
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Crazy, but true |
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I want to believe in you |
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Blind faith makes such strange demands |
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Sometimes a think I'll never understand |
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Answers on a postcard, please |
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I'd like to know what you believe |
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True believers |
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Are you |
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A true believer? |
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I wanna believe in you |
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Are you |
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Are you |
