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I choose to rid myself, of this tired old clique
Who turning, stand as one, to face the all too obvious rising sun
Ye gods are simple thrilled, honey
Ye gods are simple thrilled, honey
Worldliness must keep apart from me
Some girl, five foot five, blonde hair blue eyes
Turns too look at you, she's spitting proud
And she's counting out aloud
Ye gods are simple thrilled, honey
Ye gods are simple thrilled, honey
Worldliness must keep apart from me
Ye gods are simple thrilled (Ye gods are simple thrilled)
Ye gods are simple thrilled (Ye gods are simple thrilled)
Ye gods are simple thrilled (Ye gods are simple thrilled)