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Now you're here and now you're Gong |
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Now you're back where you belong |
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Meet the wizard of the keys |
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And he'll reveal the mysteries |
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Of angels eggs and octave doctors |
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Radio Gnome and love projectors |
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Then he'll point up in the sky |
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You will see the teapots flying |
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Down the oily way |
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Down the oily way you slide |
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Through the inner space you ride |
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Lots and lots of pot head pixies |
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Riding round in teapot taxis |
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On the planet Ggong they say |
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If everything goes wrong today |
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Fill your teapot up with tea |
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Come and take a ride with me |
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Down the oily way |
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OILY WAY |
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OILY WAY / it's not the Milky Way |
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OILY WAY / it's not the only way |
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OILY WAY / it's not the English way |
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Stop! Wait! Hey! Look |
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High in the sky the world you remember |
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Scenes that we dream of |
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Time for the end of |
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Hate! War! Death! |
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You big daddy in ya big sick city |
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Gotta choose to loose your games now |
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Now you're here and now you're gong |
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Out this ain't me that sings this song |
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For we the Gong band its enough |
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To be the instruments of love |
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On which the octave doctors play |
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That we be one and all as one with |
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Gong on earth and find again |
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The joys of going around the bend |
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Down the oily way |
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OILY WAY |
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OILY WAY / it's not the Milky Way |
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OILY WAY / it's not the only way |
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OILY WAY / it's not the English way |
