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Well I've been dreaming all day about rafts made of junk |
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Sailing around |
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With friends by my side |
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I could read their lives on their skin and the future in tin cans |
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Standing in the sun |
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Like pirate bums |
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Pack or give up all your things |
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Find a rusty car and go drifting |
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And soon you'll forget everything you're supposed to need |
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And you'll be living on a raft with |
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Luke, Mike and John |
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Another hangover and we keep travelling through spaces |
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Cheap wine in a bag |
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A typewritter by my side |
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Everyone's drifting, everyone's waiting for something |
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I hope someday I'll find |
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A dharma way of life |
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Pack or give up all your things |
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Find a rusty car and go drifting |
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And soon you'll forget everything you're supposed to need |
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And you'll be living on a raft with |
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Luke, Mike and John |
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Luke, Mike and John |
