52 Chachki Pickup

de R.E.M.

I'm not feeding off you
I will rearrange your scales
If I can, and I can
March into the ocean
March into the sea

Had a hat, I put it down and it sunk
Reached down, yanked it up, slapped it on my head

All the people gather
Fly to carry each his burden
We are young despite the years
We are concern
We are hope despite the times
All of the sudden, these days
Happy throngs take this joy wherever, wherever

I wish to meet each one of you
And you meet you
If I can, and I can
We have many things in common, name three
(Three, three, three)

I had a hat and it sunk
Reached down, yanked it up, slapped it on my head

All the people gather
Fly to carry each his burden
We are young despite the years
We are concern
We are hope despite the times
All of the sudden, these days
Happy throngs take this joy wherever, wherever you go

Now I'm not feeding off you
I will rearrange your scales
If I can, and I can
I wish to meet each one of you
And you meet you

I had a hat and it sunk
Reached down, yanked it up, slapped it on my head

All the people gather
Fly to carry each his burden
We are young despite the years
We are concern
We are hope despite the times
All of the sudden, these days
Happy throngs take this joy wherever, wherever

You carry each his burden
We are young despite the years
We are concern
We are hope despite the times
All of the sudden, these days
Happy throngs take this joy wherever
(Take away these scattered bones of my meal)
Wherever you go

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