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Dot Cat, blue, piano Are just some of the things I like So the more that I see of them in my day The better I sleep at night Mum, dad, Giles, Lizzie Juliet, uncle James Are just some of the people I love So the more of all them I can get in my day The better I'll sleep at night I can moonwalk, build castles Play ping pong, talk to animals Hold my breath for a really long time And tell the future Are just six of the things I can do And the more I can fit of these things in my day The better I sleep at night Ahhh The better I sleep at night Composer or maybe an astronaut This is what I'm gonna be when I grow up I know 'cause I sing out all through the day I fly through space by night The teasing, the fighting, the hospitals I don't wanna go anymore I put a brave face on Battle through the day But I might cry myself to sleep (Sleep) I need more (Pinch, pinch, punch, punch) (Dancing round the car park after lunch) Gadgets or (Copy cats, gold stars) (Cola cubes for good marks) Pocket money (Shy type, show off) (Your mom's got a Mazda, so what?) I need more (Swap stickers, best friends (Knight rider watcha tell the time again) Gadgets or (The popular, blonde hair) (All the pretty girls sit over there) Pocket money (Sisters, in school) (He's cool, our brother knows karate) What do I do to make you hate me so much? Is it the clothes I wear? The way I speak? Wonder bra thrown around the German classroom You wouldn't understand I'll never live it down Hiding in the bushes Or tip-toeing down the corridor Stop it, you'll make me laugh Why would I ever need to know this? Mmh, somehow I'll get through I never want this to end This night, this music With you in my arms Switch in to the real world No idea what I'm doing But here it goes There she goes I've found the place Feels like home But I caught you kissing her So suddenly I'm on my own There's just not enough hours in the day But things are going great, I can't complain When I stumble to bed I sleep like a baby Finding my feet Make love, make money, make a difference Finding my feet Connect, connect Finding my feet (Make love, make money) Make a difference How'd you do that again? Connect Connect together I find myself gazing out of the window for no reason When did I stop eating bread? And cheese? I love cheese I want to have children But I don't want to have children You know? Something niggling A feeling I can't quite explain (A question) Online, offline Like I'm not really here (The quiet) Awake or sleeping Somehow I can't tell the difference (A question) Bright light outside Dark deep down within It's a cover up It was a cover up operation all along Honing in I'm honing in on the heart Heart of it all Toughen up I've got to toughen up 'Cause I'm breaking it all apart What's at the heart What's at the heart of it all? Who am I now? Who am I now?
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