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Rubber Bands Lyrics
All stretched out like rubber bands,
We didn't understand how flexible you have to be.
We spin around like the blades on a fan boat,
Everglade candles, burning for eternity.
It might be in the way you say hello.
We practice self control,
Even when we just want to let it go.
It's getting harder to be conscious of
The tasket in my glove, gets tighter everyday around my hand.
Don't grow up like Peter Pan in Never Never Land.
There's always something that you didn't plan.
And I'll grow up like a wicked man.
If you would lick the pan, you should be ready for the consequence.
We're all stretched like rubber bands,
We didn't understand how very flexible you have to be.
We spin around like the blades on a fan boat,
Everglade candles, burning for eternity.
And when the moon gets bigger in the night sky,
Use telescopes to figure the reason why.
We feel alone in the universe,
Phone home but we hear no words
Coming through the receiver.
There's not enough levers.
Plenty takers, non believers,
But it's a lot more bearable.
Yeah it's a lot more bearable.
All stretched out like rubber bands,
We didn't understand how flexible you have to be.
We spin around like the blades on a fan boat,
Everglade candles, burning for eternity.
It might be in the way you say hello.
We practice self control,
Even when we just want to let it go.
It's getting harder to be conscious of
The tasket in my glove, gets tighter everyday around my hand.
We didn't understand how flexible you have to be.
We spin around like the blades on a fan boat,
Everglade candles, burning for eternity.
It might be in the way you say hello.
We practice self control,
Even when we just want to let it go.
It's getting harder to be conscious of
The tasket in my glove, gets tighter everyday around my hand.
There's always something that you didn't plan.
And I'll grow up like a wicked man.
If you would lick the pan, you should be ready for the consequence.
We didn't understand how very flexible you have to be.
We spin around like the blades on a fan boat,
Everglade candles, burning for eternity.
Use telescopes to figure the reason why.
We feel alone in the universe,
Phone home but we hear no words
Coming through the receiver.
There's not enough levers.
Plenty takers, non believers,
But it's a lot more bearable.
Yeah it's a lot more bearable.
We didn't understand how flexible you have to be.
We spin around like the blades on a fan boat,
Everglade candles, burning for eternity.
It might be in the way you say hello.
We practice self control,
Even when we just want to let it go.
It's getting harder to be conscious of
The tasket in my glove, gets tighter everyday around my hand.
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