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La la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la
La la la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
Make yourself free, make yourself grow
Come on up into the attic, come and see the glow up
Pretty Adiel kissing everyone she doesn't know
And the pigs are eating popcorn, selling tickets to the show
Give yourself away, feel the wind blow
Watching movies on the ceiling, all the R.E.S we know
If there's someone you don't like you don't have to say hello
There's no reason you should leave, there's no reason you should go
La la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la
La la la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
Take yourself out here to Tambourine
We have bloated up your eyes and fetching tenderines
If you open up your box you'll find a time machine
If you'll try to find a scratch, there'll be no signs where you have been
Give yourself up, make yourself seen
Don't tell us that you can't believe is sampling
La la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la
La la la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
La la la la, la la la la la, la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la, la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
La la la la, la la la la la, la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la, la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
La la la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
Make yourself free, make yourself grow
Come on up into the attic, come and see the glow up
Pretty Adiel kissing everyone she doesn't know
And the pigs are eating popcorn, selling tickets to the show
Give yourself away, feel the wind blow
Watching movies on the ceiling, all the R.E.S we know
If there's someone you don't like you don't have to say hello
There's no reason you should leave, there's no reason you should go
La la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la
La la la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
Take yourself out here to Tambourine
We have bloated up your eyes and fetching tenderines
If you open up your box you'll find a time machine
If you'll try to find a scratch, there'll be no signs where you have been
Give yourself up, make yourself seen
Don't tell us that you can't believe is sampling
La la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la
La la la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
La la la la, la la la la la, la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la, la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
La la la la, la la la la la, la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la, la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
Lyrics submitted by angel___dust
La La Lyrics as written by William Derek George Bart D Allmand
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Walt Disney Music Company
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precisely what i was gonna say! i think this is mostly supported by 1. all of this occuring in an attic (a.k.a. random place in the house where anyone else would be creeped out/bored), and 2. the pigs are eating popcorn and selling tickets. Grade A child's imagination right there.
cute song. kinda reminds me of Ghost of Corporate Future by Regina Spektor- both urge listeners to unwind, be carefree, and be themselves. No matter who's watching.