Cheerleaders Songtext
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I knew you were mine when I stood in your doorway again.
Doesn't that figurine sum up our last five to ten?
An ivory elephant sauntering over to stream;
The ghost of us living in vessels that we'd never see.
I knew there were mines when I ran through the minefield out back.
I called it my training for imminent future attacks
In love and in world events, they're not really different in size.
If 1/6,000,000,000 piece loses heart there's no world through his eyes.
Doesn't that figurine sum up our last five to ten?
An ivory elephant sauntering over to stream;
The ghost of us living in vessels that we'd never see.
I knew there were mines when I ran through the minefield out back.
I called it my training for imminent future attacks
In love and in world events, they're not really different in size.
If 1/6,000,000,000 piece loses heart there's no world through his eyes.
And we say, ?Ha hurrah! We're on the axis too.?
Let's get a ?sis-boom-bah? for all the good we do.
Cheerleaders follow and fall into sitches where they can't get out.
Ba ba ba ba ba da dah can cover such unsubtle shouts.
The fault lines were drawn and we landed upon either side.
Their aim was to conquer and draw artificial divides.
The oceans did fine but their vastness just left us confused.
So we thought up new gods, told our kids that there's only One Truth.
We look to the hoi polloi when it's change that we desire.
Unhindered by homes or toys, they've less to make them tired.
They may be dreamers or dreamy but never know carefree.
A realistic form of idealism is gathering strength, so it seems.
Let's get a ?sis-boom-bah? for all the good we do.
Cheerleaders follow and fall into sitches where they can't get out.
Ba ba ba ba ba da dah can cover such unsubtle shouts.
The fault lines were drawn and we landed upon either side.
Their aim was to conquer and draw artificial divides.
The oceans did fine but their vastness just left us confused.
So we thought up new gods, told our kids that there's only One Truth.
We look to the hoi polloi when it's change that we desire.
Unhindered by homes or toys, they've less to make them tired.
They may be dreamers or dreamy but never know carefree.
A realistic form of idealism is gathering strength, so it seems.
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