(R.J. Johnson/The Honeyrods)
Voices all that's left inside my head
tell me what to do I want you bad
play for you like a kid in new toy land
bounce for you from a bridge on rubber bands
Nine hands all want you
this one's mine
Nine hands all want you
this one's mine
Do you want things
give you skies and stars above
'cause when I'm grown--
I will be an astronaut
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