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It's an SOS, sent out telepathically |
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Signs of our distress, don't allow complacency |
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We need restoration now, of our integrity |
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And a drastic bold reminder, of our morality |
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The rectifyin' troop is here |
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The ones we needed all these years |
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To stop the heinous wrongdoings |
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And verify our moral benevolence as a people |
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Operation, operation rescue |
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They're here to right our fall |
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They've heard our troubled call |
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Operation, operation rescue |
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You wonder where they come from |
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But I just wonder why they're here at all |
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Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo, hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo |
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(Yaa yaa yaa yaa yaa, yaa yaa yaa yaa yaa) |
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Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo, hoo hoo hoo hoo |
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(Yaa yaa yaa yaa yaa, yaa yaa yaa yaa) |
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Life ever after is what they're in business for |
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See them brandish the key to our kingdoms' door |
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It's persuasive a part of, part of you and me |
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But not overwhelming as they wish it to be |
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If no one believed in Fairy tales |
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There's nothing they could do but fail |
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Yet everywhere we look someone is tryin' to |
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Reassure our moral Benevolence as a people |
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Operation, operation rescue |
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They're here to right our fall |
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They've heard someones troubled call |
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Operation, operation rescue |
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You wonder where they come from |
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But I just wonder what compels them all |
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Operation, operation rescue |
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Operation, operation rescue |
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You may wonder where they come from |
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But I just wonder what compels them all |
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Yaa yaa yaa yaa yaa, yaa yaa yaa yaa yaa |
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Yaa yaa yaa yaa yaa |
