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When my teacher asked us what we wanted to be when we grow upMost kids said a doctor or a lawyer or some boring stuff like thatBut no, not meI want to be forty feet tallI want to have hydraulic armsI want to flyI want to eat trainsHave laser eyesComputer brainsI want to live on the moonI said Austin where oh where are you? If you leave right now I won't know what to do.Well you know there's more beasts than Gotham CityDon't leave now, manPlease have pityI said Austin where oh where are you? If you leave right now I won't know what to do.Your mom says you're perfect and your singing is infectiousRemember that time that we ate pancakes for breakfast? From Letras Mania