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Custom Search The Lyrics Are Below   Blues Traveler Justify The Thrill Music: Chan Kinchla Lyrics: John Popper   Break away Break away Blinkon and Nod Carelessly with matches play Telling you you're odd Foolishly he lets it burn Aware of different shapes And so he makes his hand a fist And never looks at what he rapes   And who am I to say I don't understand it And if feeling better justifies the thrill Who'd be stupid enough to say it doesn't have to be that way I will   Sing a song of sixty pence For a pocket full of rye And kill all that he represents To ensure that he will die Chase him from the public square Or hang him from a tree And tell his kind they best beware Because he's different from me   And who am I to say I don't understand it And if feeling better justifies the thrill Who'd be stupid enough to say it doesn't have to be that way I will   Twinkle Twinkle little star We have you in our sights Dangerous, we come this far The serpent giggles with delight The pigs head on a stick does grin As we teeter on the brink He's singing you are all my children My islands bigger than you think   And who am I to say I don't understand it And if feeling better justifies the thrill Who'd be stupid enough to say it doesn't have to be that way I will I will I will I will         Click here to return to my Blues Traveler lyrics page The lyrics are Copyright their respective owners. Sign Up For My Newsletter Subscribe | Unsubscribe Site Map | Disclaimer | Privacy Policy | Media Kit | Submissions/Corrections Website © 2000-2008 mattsmusicpage.com. All rights reserved. Operated by MM Page, LLC Enter your search terms Submit search form   Web www.mattsmusicpage.com