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Vibes are all around |
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Can't you see it in my face |
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If you feel it raining down |
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Then you should find |
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A better place |
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Never seek to cause no trouble |
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But to understand instead |
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Not to burst another's bubble |
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Or to occupy their bed |
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It's raining down |
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Never suffer silent violence |
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Like needles to the head |
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'Cos the consciousness is |
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Altered by the things you've |
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Heard and done and said |
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So break into the brainspace |
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Take chances with the heart |
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It takes a lot of soul to never |
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Rub another's rhubarb |
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In our cosmic panacea |
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There's no verbal diorrhea |
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Relayed direct for you to OK it |
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'Cos we say it like we play it |
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Advice on how to live straight thru |
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My ears just like a sieve |
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Create a space for what you are |
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A state ecalled operation rhubarb |
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It's raining down good vibes |
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Because we are the people |
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That is you, I and everybody in this |
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Place...we are the people |
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It's raining down good vibes |
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No time to whine in misery. Let |
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Positivity shine in a state of trance |
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Ideas advance and amplify the vibe |
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Reaching lower lows and higher highs |
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There's more than meets the eye |
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It's electra glide in overdrive |
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So kiss this guy goodbye |
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The only rule: There are no rules |
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Just let yourself tune in |
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Use your vision to fool the fools |
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Then you're crooning |
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Your own schooling |
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So we take away the greed |
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Never let another starve |
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Plant a seed to feed the needy |
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Never rub another's rhubarb |
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We are the people |
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That is you, I and everybody in this |
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Place... We are the people! |
