At the party with one invitation
She threw her head with a smile
Then she pushed back her chair and proceeded to stare
With the gasoline burn in her eyes, she said:

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Do you color outside of the lines?
Do you color outside of the lines
Have you found where the others can't find
Have you tried hard to see
How it turns out to be
When you color outside of the lines

The last one had his excuses
When his passion was spent in a day
He always saw red, when I sat up in bed
He would shrink when I held up my sign

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I heard of a new revolution
Where the water was turned into wine
I was branded plain mad & my throat nearly had
For reciting my childhood rhyme

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The word is the poets and peacocks
Pluck every color save blue
That you're on the run, from the point of their gun
For raising the question one time (one time)

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We could slip off under cover of darkness
Watch rainbows beneath our black flag
We could dig in our heels, stick our spurs to the wheels
We could jump on the moonbeams and fly

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