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…I can't get no satisfaction…
…all you need is love… Slow goes the goose You see me shoes in your mirror mind Quick goes the trick I ask your sick sailing sailors blind I travel into the tongue Ready to drop ding dong is handsome top |
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Me is a meadow meal
and the guess I get it and the gate I get it and the game I get it a wonderful wooden reason to stand in line keep in line line up crash the sound you lose your hand to understand the accident is red you are a fruit fork and the money you look up and the madame you look up and the middle you look up a wonderful wooden reason to stand in line keep in line line up crash the sound you lose your hand to understand the accident is red |
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Are we supposed to be or not to be?
said the angel to the Queen I lift up my skirt and Voltaire turns as he speaks, his mouth full of garlic white, yes, white misfortune of us two he told you to be free and you obeyed we have to decide which is important a war we never see or a street so black babies die? a system and a theory or our wish to be free? to organise and analyse and at the end realise that knowbody knows if it really happened |
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It's a rainy day
Sunshine girl It's a rainy day Sunshine babe It's a rainy day Sunshine girl It's a rainy day Sunshine babe (repeat) |
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Daddy take a banana
Tomorrow is Sunday (repeat) |
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Mamie is blue
Daddy is blue And mamie is blue And daddy is blue And mamie is you And daddy is you |
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Me lack space in the spirit
The weekday is five stories high And the deafening different distance Between the brown bread breakdown And you Is a delicate delight Crush cost Just imagine your impossible impressions Merchant mercy : message From morning to night Hey miss brown Object to the oak You ought to turn the page Take a peculiar pen and write Your own instant If somebody talks to you Apply for proofs Now Don't be satisfied with a lack Everytime you say goodbye You die a little Don't take roots! Don't retire! Paint the painful page Otherwise you only ought to track the outline review ... Put on your socks Before you put on your shoes Watch out Mad dog is running loose You've got two cars You've got ten fingers But it's never you It must be others Sleeping tight Thinking of the past I wonder how long Is this gonna last? |
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