Hippo Campus – Western Kids (Ukulele)

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See how the western kids

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Have silicon inside their lips

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A mask or an artifice

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For the love that their parents give

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The northern girls they play the part

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With painted face, they're works of art

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I swear to god I felt it then

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The perfumed aura of wine and gin

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I  just love this I swear I'll go viral

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From the burbs' to the streets now, it's a revival

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The spirit is found in the idealistically idle

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The age of excess

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And I  just love it (la la la la la la)

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I  just love it (la la la la la la)

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I  just love it (la la la la la la)

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The Midwestern plains recall

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Firearms and alcohol

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The proxy-server kind of men

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The socialites they're brooding hens

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The silhouettes they play the part

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Their east coast digs are works of art

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But the sickness sleeps inside our bones

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With solipsistic overtones

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I just love this I swear I'll go viral

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From the burbs' to the streets now, it's a revival

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The spirit is found in the idealistically idle

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The age of excess

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And I  just love it (la la la la la la)

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I  just love it (la la la la la la)

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I  just love it (la la la la la la)