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Good sense, innocence, cripplin' and kind.
Dead kings, many things I can't define. Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind. Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme. Who cares what games we choose? Little to win, but nothing to lose. Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns. Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around. Look at yourself, look at yourself, Yeah, yeah. Look at yourself, look at yourself, Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah. Tune-a by the cockeyed world in two. Throw your pride to one side, It's the least you can do. Beatniks and politics, nothing is new. A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view. Who cares what games we choose? Little to win, but nothing to lose. Good sense, innocence, crippled and kind. Dead kings and many things I can't define. Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind. Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme. Who cares what games we choose? Little to win, but nothing to lose. Incense, peppermints, incense, peppermints. Sha-la-la, sha-la-la.... |
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George Bunnell; S. Bartek
Rainy day mushroom pillow Colors green, brown and yellow Wonder if they'll turn black ever Contemplating one another Poisoned dreams Distorted dreams Mushroom dreams There's no place that can be better When you're up in clouds forever Pacify your mind with islands Colored snow and green field skies and Poisoned dreams Distorted dreams Mushroom dreams Don't have to tell you it feels better than Floating free, walk upon the sand Got to give you things much better My mushroom's green and brown forever Poisoned dreams Distorted dreams Mushroom dreams Rainy day mushroom pillow Rainy day mushroom pillow Rainy day mushroom pillow |
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Life's created, automated
Yesterday's invalidated Hip mankind on, turn your mind on Sit with the guru Meditation, ooo-ooo, high, high where eagles fly Leave today untouched in the sky Stretch out your mind to humanity How many tomorrows can you see Good life livin', party givin' No one walks who can be driven Blunt the starkness, light the darkness Sit with the guru Meditation, ooo-ooo, high, high where eagles fly Leave today untouched in the sky Stretch out your mind to humanity How many tomorrows can you see? How many tomorrows can you see? Pussy willows, dew-kissed pillows Silver cloud puffs up and billows Full potential, transcendental Sit with the guru Meditation, ooo-ooo, high, high where eagles fly Leave today untouched in the sky Stretch out your mind to humanity How many tomorrows can you see? How many tomorrows can you see? |
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Tomorrow
Things won't be the same Tomorrow Life would be a different game But right now I am with you, and Together we can make it through Ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba-ba Forever Our love might last Forever Will it come too fast But right now I am with you, and Together we can make it through Ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba-ba We live in a world Of carnivals and clowns And buildings to the sky That make us want to fly But right now I am with you, and Together we can make it through Ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba-ba We live in a world Of carnivals and clowns And buildings to the sky That make us want to fly But right now I am with you, and Together we can make it through But right now I am with you, and Together we can make it through Wow! (w/echo) |
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Barefoot in Baltimore
Heel and toe with you Summer turns the stove on And fun begins to cook Barefoot walks in Baltimore With empty pocketbook Laugh at sizzling sidewalks Don't step on the cracks Old folks try to catch their breath As children catch their jacks Barefoot in Baltimore Heel and toe with you Baltimore is music Dancing in the street Half-chewed Dubble Bubble Tugging at our feet Melted tar in crosswalks Crab shells in the park Pavement frying our poor toes Until long after dark Barefoot in Baltimore Heel and toe with you When night comes we can go walking On the shores of Chesapeake Bay A silence tailored for talking And a love with so much to say Barefoot in Baltimore Heel and toe with you |
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