Ode To The Mets

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Up on his horse, up on his horse 
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Not gonna wake up here anymore 
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Listen one time, it's not the truth 
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It's just the story I tell to you 
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Easy to say, easy to do 
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But it's not easy, well maybe for you 
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Hope that you find it, hope that it's good 
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Hope that you read it, think that you should 
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Cuts you some slack as he sits back 
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Sizes you up, plans his attack 
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Da-da-da drums please, Fab 
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And I got it all, I got it all 
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Waitin' for me down on the street 
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But now you gotta do somethin' special for me 
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I'm gonna say what's on my mind 
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Then I'll walk out, then I'll feel fine 

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Yeah, I'm under his thumb, I'm on his back 
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I will not show my teeth too quick 
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I needed you there, I needed you there 
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But I didn't know, I didn't know 

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Go alone 
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I'll go alone 
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We'll go alone 
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I'll go alone 

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Back from his trip, he's at the door 
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When he gets back, he's on the phone 
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Innocent eye, innocent heart 
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No, it's not wrong, but it's not right 
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Innocent time, out on his own 
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Not gonna do that, fuck, I'm out of control 
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I was just bored, playin' the guitar 
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Learned all your tricks, wasn't too hard 

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It's the last one now, I can promise you that 
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I'm gonna find out the truth when I get back 

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Gone now are the old times 
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Forgotten, time to hold on the railing 
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The Rubik's Cube isn't solving for us 
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Old friends, long forgotten 
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The old ways at the bottom of 
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The ocean now has swallowed 
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The only thing that's left is us 
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So pardon the silence that you're hearing 
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Is turnin' into a deafening, painful, shameful roar 

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