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Humdrum Book Club - 1997 Lyrics



Humdrum Book Club - 1997 Lyrics




It was the summer of '97
We saw ten or twelve right in formation
You asked me if they watched us all
I said they probably only watch you

Oh no we've made two wrongs
But we're gonna make it right
Sometimes you gotta look up
Do you think there's life?

Who could have built the pyramids?
They must be up there running tests
Or in some underwater base somewhere
Maybe I should give it a rest

Oh no we've made mistakes
But we've got on brand new ties
Sometimes you gotta look good
You're going out tonight

A beam can shine forever
As I drove you home from school
And though we are so much older today
We still kinda think its cool

Oh no we've made two wrongs
But we're gonna make it right
Sometimes you gotta look up
Do you think there's life?
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It was the summer of '97
We saw ten or twelve right in formation
You asked me if they watched us all
I said they probably only watch you

Oh no we've made two wrongs
But we're gonna make it right
Sometimes you gotta look up
Do you think there's life?

Who could have built the pyramids?
They must be up there running tests
Or in some underwater base somewhere
Maybe I should give it a rest

Oh no we've made mistakes
But we've got on brand new ties
Sometimes you gotta look good
You're going out tonight

A beam can shine forever
As I drove you home from school
And though we are so much older today
We still kinda think its cool

Oh no we've made two wrongs
But we're gonna make it right
Sometimes you gotta look up
Do you think there's life?
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Writer: Andrew Ross
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Performed By: Humdrum Book Club
Language: English
Length: 3:32
Written by: Andrew Ross

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