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[Verse 1]
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There's a little town by the river bed and with a book that's writ
about it
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It has every word they've ever said that's listed so you can count them
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And every little thought that was in their head the people by the
mountain
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Divided by each syllable and tossed into a fountain
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And they wished for this, they wished for that
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And so the stars were in their hand
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[Verse 2]
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Olive is a girl who never even mentioned butterflies
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She'd rather soak up invisible things and pour them from her eyes
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And I know what comes from the amplifiers, the pedals and the horns
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It's the closest thing to the holy noise that I met the minute I was
born
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It's the closest thing to the holy noise that I met the minute I was
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born
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It's the closest thing to the holy noise that I met the minute I was
born
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It's the closest thing to the holy noise that I met the minute I was
born
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It's the closest thing to the holy noise that I met the minute I was
born
[Interlude]
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Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-maw
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Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-maw
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Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-maw
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Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-maw
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Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-maw
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Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-maw
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Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-maw
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Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-maw
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[Outro]
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Wished for this, wished for that
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The silver stars were in your hat
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Wished for this, wished for that
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The silver stars were in your hat
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Wished for this, wished for that
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The silver stars were in your hat