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I'm a simple mind, a minute hand counting down the hours and smiling when I get through one whole day
I'm a joyous type, a jester's clown, so leave me high and don't bring me down.
Stand right there and put the kettle on
If I grow up, hold me back
Cause the train's too close to tie me down
And don't tell me lies, hold me up to the light of the sun
And if I start to burn, hold me back
Those dark days are for me not you
I've a better half who's welcome too
So leave your key under the stone
And don't be the smog on an old viewpoint
If you kick through air with spite conjoined
You'll hurt the ones who want you there
If I grow up, hold me back
Cause the train's too close to tie me down
And don't tell me lies, hold me up to the light of the sun
And if I start to burn, hold me back
And if you ever want to say all of the things you never say, then tell me once and don't delay to tell me quickly that you're wrong. Cause it's the beer that brings it on, the nerves, the lonely comments, all wrapped up in neatly patterned bows. And if I tell you that this hurts then please say sorry for the pain but don't be silent, start again. We'll play some pool and other games to get us started like before. I know you've never been this way: from whole beginnings we were much the same. So be the jazz man, be the man who cared for nothing but our health.
If I grow up, hold me back
Cause the train's too close to tie me down
And don't tell me lies, hold me up to the light of the sun
And if I start to burn, hold me back
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