Let me begin
Feels good 'cause it's early
Ease open my eyes
And let light in
Some ideas are brewing
The radio abides
With flying string
Old ideas worth doing
Are taking their time
Fine
Let's not hurry
It's our morning
(Spread out)
Let's not worry
It's our morning
(Spread out)
How does a band
Turn into such a thing
If I had a hand
What would you say about
What's in my face
That warrants all this sass
And to have a band
That cracks the point of fame
(To be in the city)
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