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Why do I love this place
That’s never loved me?
A place that seem

Look at this stuff.
Isn’t it neat?
Wouldn’t you think my collection’s complete?
Wouldn’t you think I’m the girl,
The girl who has everything?
Look at this trove,
Treasures untold,
How many wonders can one cavern hold?
Looking around here you’d think,
“Sure, she’s got everything.”
I’ve got gadgets and gizmos aplenty.
I’ve got whozits and whatzits galore.
You want thingamabobs? I’ve got twenty.
But who cares?
No big deal.
I want more.

I wanna be where the people are.
I wanna see, wanna see ‘em dancin’.
Walkin’ around on those…
Whaddya call em’? Oh…
Feet.
Flippin’ your fins, you don’t get too far.
Legs are required for jumpin’, dancin’.
Strollin’ along down the…
What’s that word again?
Street.
Up where they walk,
Up where they run,
Up where they stay all day in the sun…
Wanderin’ free,
Wish I could be
Part of that world.

What would I give
If I could live
Outta these waters?
What would I pay
To spend a day
Warm on the sand?
Betcha on land
They understand.
Bet they don’t reprimand their daughters.
Bright young women,
Sick of swimmin’,
Ready to stand,

And ready to know what the people know.
Ask ‘em my questions and get some answers.
What’s a fire,
And why does it, what’s the word?
Burn?
When’s it my turn?
Wouldn’t I love,
Love to explore that shore up above?
Out of the sea,
Wish I could be
Part of that world.

s to be devolving
And even wanting to?
But Oz is more than just a place;
It’s a promise, an idea,
And I want to help make it come true.

Why should a land have so much meaning
When dark times befall it?
It’s only land, made of dirt and rock and loam.
It’s just a place that’s familiar,
And home’s just what we call it
But there’s no place like home,
Don’t we all know,
There’s no place like home?

When you feel you can’t fight anymore
Just tell yourself:
There’s no place like home.
When you feel it’s not worth fighting for,
Compel yourself,
Because there’s no place like home.

When you want to leave
Discouraged and resigned,
That’s what they want you to do.
But think how you will grieve
For all you leave behind.
Oz belongs to you too.

Those who would take it from you
Spout a lie to sell yourself:
You go their way or go.
It’s them we’ll be defeating
If we keep on repeating:
There’s no place like home,
There’s no place like home,
There’s no place like home.

If we just keep fighting for it,
We will win back and restore it.
There’s no place
Like
Home!