LYRICS
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Everyone's a critic looking back up the riverEvery boat is leaking in this townEverybody's thinking that they'll all be deliveredSitting in a box like lost and foundBut I found my place and it's alrightWe all searching for our better wayGot yours off my plate, it's alrightI got my own way to believeFind a lighthouse in the dark stormy weatherWe all could use a sedative right nowHoly rollers sittin with their backs to the middleAll hands on deck, sinking is the bowAnd if you wanna have to pray, it's alrightWe all be thinking with our different brainsGet yours off my plate, it's alrightI got my own way to believeSometimes you find yourselfHaving to put all your faithIn no faithMine is mine, and yours won't take its placeNow make your getawayScience says we're making love like the lizardsTry and say that fossils ain't profoundSimon says that we are not allowed to considerSimon says "Stand-up. Sit-down. You're out!"But I found my place, and it's alrightBearing witness to some stranger daysGet yours off my plate, it's alrightI got my own ways to believeSometimes you find yourselfBeing told to change your waysThere's no wayMine is mine and yours won't take its placeNow make your getawaySometimes you find yourselfHaving to put all your faithIn no faithMine is mine, and yours won't take its placeNow make your getawaySometimes you find yourselfBeing told to change your waysFor Gods sakeMine is mine and yours won't take its placeNow make your getawayMake your getaway
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