Turn Paroles

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[?]
Give the Pied Piper a raise
Sold my short [?] for a price at the Bureau of Change
Champagne socialite
Blue-eyed soul boy
To pick a fight to fight
Yeah, you're better off dead, boy
Soon the [?] will come to an end
So give me give me a chance
To change
So take the basket to collection
Here's the thing about progression
I didn't work this damn hard to stay where I belong
I didn't work this damn hard to stay where I belong

Na na na

Wanna turn my eyes blue I'm nothing like you

You sing your lilt
And drink your milk
To make you strong
And you ain't wrong
To use your skills
To get where you belong
You said [?]
You take your chance
But you are not special
Learn your lessons
No such things as blessings

Wanna turn my eyes blue
I'm not like you
I'm nothing like you
Don't you turn my brown eyes blue
I'm not like you
I'm nothing like you

Always been this way

Wanna turn my eyes blue
I'm not like you
I'm nothing like you
Don't you turn my brown eyes blue
I'm not like you
I'm nothing like you