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utopia - itch in my brain / love with a thinker lyrics

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you got to stop, it’s much too deep for me
i was mistaken, yes i don’t understand
and my decision, if i choose not to choose
there’s n0body on this line but me

i got a free will that i ain’t even used yet
i got a free will and i ain’t gonna use it
’til i know what i’m doing

there’s an itch in my brain (and i can’t get at it)
there’s an itch in my brain (and i can’t get at it)
there’s an itch in my brain (and i can’t get at it)
and i can’t stop thinking ’til i scratch it

i’m still dancing, i’m just a change machine
don’t have to tell me i’m only waving my arms
but there’s so much smoke and so little fire
and there’s n0body on this line but me

i got a free will and it’s making me crazy
i got a free will and i ain’t gonna use it
’til i know what i’m doing

there’s an itch in my brain (and i can’t get at it)
there’s an itch in my brain (and i can’t get at it)
there’s an itch in my brain (and i can’t get at it)
and i can’t stop thinking ’til i scratch it

i got a free will and i’m dying to keep it
i got a free will and i ain’t gonna use it
’til i know what i’m doing

there’s an itch in my brain (and i can’t get at it)
there’s an itch in my brain (and i can’t get at it)
there’s an itch in my brain (and i can’t get at it)
and i can’t stop thinking ’til i scratch it

she’s a definite thinker
it don’t take a g*nius to see
there’s something ticking behind those eyes
what does she think of me

she has the answer when i don’t know what to ask
and always lets me know so innocently
but when she gets that certain look on her face
i wonder what will be left when she’s finished with me

god help me, i’m in love with a thinker
save me, lips of a singer
help me, feet of a dancer
save me, i’m in love with a thinker

yes, she’s a definite thinker
sometimes she tries to hide it from me
but when she starts talking over my head
it makes me dizzy

i’m just a cipher in the master plan
that’s what i get for working out of my league
and though she says that i have nothing to fear
i wonder what will be left when she’s finished with me

god help me, i’m in love with a thinker
save me, lips of a singer
help me, feet of a dancer
save me, i’m in love with a thinker

i know i’m just a fool to her
but will she turn me into a memory
i have to make up the difference somehow
though she insists we have equality

but every time she gets that look on her face
i wonder what will be left when she’s finished with me

god help me, i’m in love with a thinker
save me, lips of a singer
help me, feet of a dancer
save me, i’m in love with a thinker

- utopia lyrics

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