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Intro
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Verse 1:
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Lost my shape, trying to act casual
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Can't stop, I might end up in the hospital
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Changing my shape, I feel like an accident
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They're back to explain their experience
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Isn't it weird? Looks too obscure to me
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Wasting away, that was the policy
Verse 2:
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I'm ready to leave, I push the fact in front of me
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Facts lost, facts are never what they seem to be
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There's nothing there, no information left of any kind
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Li-lifting my head, lo-lo-looking for the danger signs
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There was a line, there was a formula
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Sharp as a knife, facts cut a hole in us
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There was a line, there was a formula
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Sharp as a knife, facts cut a hole in us
Riff
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Bridge:
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I'm still waiting
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I-I-I'm still waiting
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I'm still waiting
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I-I-I'm still waiting
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I'm still waiting
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I-I-I'm still waiting
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I'm still waiting
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I-I-I'm still waiting
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The feeling returns whenever we close our eyes
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Lifting my head, looking around inside
Verse 3:
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The island of doubt, it's like a taste of medicine
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Working by hindsight, got the message from the oxygen
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M-m-making a list, find the cost of opportunity
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Doing it right, facts are useful in emergencies
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The feeling returns, whenever we close our eyes
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Lifting my head, looking around inside
Verse 4:
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Facts are simple and facts are straight
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Facts aren't lazy and facts aren't lame
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Facts don't come with points of view
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Facts don't do what I want them to
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Facts just twist the truth around
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Facts are living turned inside out
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Facts are getting the best of them
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Facts are nothing on the face of men
Written by David Byrne/Brian Eno/Chris Frantz/Jerry Harrison/Tina Weymouth