Lyrics
Joey stands with guitar in able hands, the microphone's his friend, the spotlight's in his eyes. Sometimes he croons and sometimes he wails, he gets us to listen like we were all barefoot in his kitchen. He beats and he bops and he stops all of our clocks--feels like our brother, the savior and thunder cause for a moment, he has all the answers.
Susan knows people in her woodwork who every day come out and bother her at work, so she writes down all their crazy stories and shares them in an aquarium called the stage. Each little member gets their time out in the center, be it the U. S. President or your local apartment renter, and by the end we see we're all the same, the same as we can be.
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Here's three cheers for those truth-tellers here, who try to make things better for people far and near... give of themselves and take their hearts down off the shelves, cause they see that it's all easy if you just make it that way--it's all ok.
Lorraine's slight of build and vicious in attack... sharp as a tack, she'll always make you take it back. Ask her for the future, she'll interpret all your dreams and make poetry of you while she mends you at the seams, and by the scruff of her neck she's seen the whole world and wept, but she ain't afraid to change--to change the world, hey hey, up she'll step.
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cause they ain't no Britney
and they ain't no Whitney
they're just like you and me
real live humanity
ain't no machinery
talent instead of just sexuality
no corporate buffoonery
they're just like
they're just like
they're like you and me
hip hip hooray
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