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(1,2, 3,4,5) |
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Hey hey, |
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The clouds are whey, |
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There's straw for the donkeys, |
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And the innocents can all sleep safely, |
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All sleep safely. |
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My, my, |
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Sun is pie, |
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There's fodder for the cannons, |
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And the guilty ones can all sleep safely, |
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All sleep safely. |
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And all the world is football shaped, |
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It's just for me to kick in space, |
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And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste, |
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And I've got one, two, three, four, five |
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Senses working overtime, |
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Trying to take this all in, |
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I've got one, two, three, four, five |
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Senses working overtime, |
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Trying to taste the difference, |
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'Tween the lemons and limes, |
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The pain and the pleasure, |
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And the church bells softly chime. |
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Hey hey, |
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Night fights day, |
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There's food for the thinkers, |
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And the innocents can all live slowly, |
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All live slowly, |
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My, my, |
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The sky will cry, |
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Jewels for the thirsty, |
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And the guilty one's can all die slowly |
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All die slowly. |
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And all the world is biscuit shaped, |
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It's just for me to feed my face, |
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And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste, |
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And I've got one, two, three, four, five, |
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Senses working overtime, |
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Trying to take this all in, |
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I've got one, two, three, four, five, |
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Senses working overtime, |
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Trying to taste the difference, |
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'Tween the lemons and limes, |
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The pain and the pleasure, |
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And the church bells softly chime, |
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And birds might fall from black skies, |
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And bullies might give you black eyes, |
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And busses might skid on black ice, |
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But to me it's very very beautiful, |
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And all the world is football shaped, |
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It's just for me to kick in space, |
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And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste, |
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And I've got one, two, three, four, five, |
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Senses working overtime, |
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Trying to take this all in, |
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I've got one,two,three, four, five |
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Senses working overtime, |
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Trying to tell the difference, |
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'Tween the lemons and limes, |
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The pain and the pleasure, |
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And the church bells softly chime. |
