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maybe i should explainwhy i'm building a cagethe one i want to containis acting half of her agenoisemaker, noisemakercalling me outnobody's sure what you're shouting aboutyou get ahead, you get aheadyou get ahead turning gold into leadbut it's cool, you're contendingif we have an embraceyou just keep on befriendingright in front of my faeemaybe i should explainit's a tired refrainyou get your joyyou get your joysyou get your joys turning love into noise From Letras Mania