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
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