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I. The Dream |
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what |
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makes a dream |
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so very different |
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from any other dream |
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where is that |
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straight line |
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that i can hold up |
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to the light |
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and say NO! |
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this is not right |
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this does not stand up |
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in the light |
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II. One Man |
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call me cavanaugh |
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i'm the one with the caveman jaw |
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call me smitty or jones |
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talkin' on the tv's and the telephones |
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i am the critical masses |
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stand back and watch as time passes |
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i am the centerfold |
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i know the stories before they get told |
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you can call me kennedy |
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you may have killed him but you cannot kill me |
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i am the crippled and blind |
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i paint the pretty pictures on the subway signs |
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yeah, I am everything to everyone |
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and I won't go away at the point of a gun |
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all of this in one man |
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i am rock 'n roll |
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i am classical, country and soul |
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i am the nun and the flasher |
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i am the father, the son and the bastard |
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i am the church and the steeple |
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open the door and see all the people |
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all of this in one man |
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III. Garden People |
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i'm coming down |
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people's garden |
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garden people |
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people's garden |
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garden people |
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IV. Looking Straight Into The Light |
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look! |
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there's a light |
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headed for the sun |
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stand and you might |
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turn to everyone |
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the lady, the lass |
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melt into glass |
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looking straight into the light |
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stand at the door |
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that would not open wide |
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you tried so hard before |
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but now we're on your side |
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you see us all - the left and the right |
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looking straight into the light |
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you see us all - the left and the right |
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looking straight into the light |
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looking straight into the light |
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looking straight into the light ! |
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in the light...... |
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V. The Man In The Mountain |
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i am the man in the mountain |
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i stand alone - i've been downed |
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in a sea of loveless illusion |
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so many lost - so many drowned |
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got no church - got no steeple |
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got no time for you people |
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i live the life of a shadow |
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the only chance that i have now |
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is there.... |
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in the light |
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they wore all kinds of things on their heads to disguise |
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that they'd rather be unfettered than be wealthy and wise |
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and they listened as their enemies made a similar sound and |
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they watched a million cars go by |
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they were gaining some ground |
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but they didn't know what to do |
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with this thing they had found |
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so they had a party!? |
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VI. Senor Valasco's Mystic Voodoo Love Dance |
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I am senor valasco |
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i drink my milk with tabasco |
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got no place to stand |
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got no home, no land, but i |
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don't ever want to die |
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don't place no one before i |
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i am the mask and the chamber |
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i know of love not of danger |
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got no place to go |
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ain't nothin' better than be here |
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don't ever want to die |
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don't place no one before i |
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VII. The Return Of The Horrible Catfish man |
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i am the catfish man! |
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i can't hear you! |
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go ahead and have a nice day now |
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go ahead and say what you say now |
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i stand humanis erectus |
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stand back.... ha...ha...ha! |
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i am........I AM............. |
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all of this in one man |
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VIII. The Dream |
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what makes a dream |
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so very different |
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from any other dream |
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where is that |
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straight line |
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that i can hold up |
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to the light and say YES! |
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this is alright |
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this one will |
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stand up |
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in the |
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light |
