The Underground Railroad to Candyland
Up For Grabs
I only [?] when it makes me laugh
When it makes me laugh
When it makes me laugh
They only like songs when it makes them mad
When it makes them mad
When it makes them mad
You talk of the times like the times were bad
Oh no, the times weren't bad
Oh no, the times weren't bad
The game is I run, and then I run right back
And then I run right back
And then I run right back
And I know
I'm out of control
And I know
I'm not in my home
Get me from the dock, Sue
Get me from the dock, Sue
Get me from the dock, Sue
Just keep me alive, stay out of my room!
My mind is up for grabs, yeah
My head it up for grabs, yeah
My heart is up for grabs, yeah
[Garbled mumbling]
Up for grabs
Up for grabs
Up for grabs
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Up for grabs
Up for grabs
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Up for grabs