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Nobody wants to hear a sad song
So I just grit my teeth and sing along
There's a choir of the coldest hearts echoing the halls
So give a little more gas to burn
And we can fast-cut now to the curtain call
Melancholy Kaleidoscope, it's high time
You shake things up and get the picture in your head right
Melancholy Kaleidoscope, it's alright
Can't be one hundred if you're only giving ninety-five
I want to hear another fast song
Something to tune out all these bad thoughts
Light a fire in the coldest hearts, filling up the halls
That's another lit match to burn
And we can fast-cut now to the curtain call
(We now return to our regularly scheduled program)
Melancholy Kaleidoscope, it's high time
You shake things up and get the picture in your head right
Melancholy Kaleidoscope, it's alright
Can't be one hundred if you're only giving ninety-five
So would you please stand by
Are we out of time
Maybe I'll feel better
Give me forty-five
Staring at the ceiling
Choking back my feelings
Can't be one hundred if you're only giving ninety-five
Melancholy Kaleidoscope, it's high time
You shake things up and get the picture in your head right
Melancholy Kaleidoscope, it's alright
Can't be one hundred
(No!)
Can't be one hundred if you're only giving ninety-five
If you're only giving ninety-five
Only giving ninety-five
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