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My, my the clock in the sky is pounding away
There's so much to say A face, a voice, an overdub has no choice And it cannot rejoice Wanting to be, to hear and to see Crying to the sky But the porpoise is laughing good-bye, good-bye good-bye, good-bye, good-bye Clicks, clacks Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs is alright for a while The ego sings of castles and kings and things That go with a life of style Wanting to feel, to know what is real Living is a lie But the porpoise is waiting good-bye, good-bye Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye |
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Circle sky
Telling lies Here I stand At demand And it looks we've made it once again Yes it looks we've made it once again Color sound All around Wing tip smile Sees for miles And it looks we've made it once again Yes it looks we've made it once again It's a very extraordinary scene To those who dont understand But what you have seen you must believe If you can If you can Hamilton Smiling down Telling more Than before And it looks we've made it once again Yes it looks we've made to the end |
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"Quiet, isn't it, George Michael Dolenz...
I said..." |
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Some thing doesn't change
There is only one Always changing inside What does it become Can you dig it? Do you know? Would you care to let it show? Those who know it use it Those who start it die To sing that you can dig it Is to make your summer fly Can you dig it? Do you know? Would you care to let it show? Can you dig it? Do you know? Would you care to let it show? There is only feeling In this world of life and death I sing the praise of never change With every single breath Can you dig it? Do you know? Would you care to let it show? Hey!... |
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"And, uh, I'd like a glass of cold gravy with a hair in it, please"
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by Jack Nicholson & Robert Rafelson
"Sounds like a lot of supernatural boloney to me." "Supernatural, perhaps...baloney, perhaps not." |
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I can tell by your face
That you're looking to find a place To settle your mind And reveal who you are And you shouldn't be shy For I'm not gonna try To hurt you or heal you or steal your star Open your eyes Get up off your chair There's so much to do in the sunlight Give up your secrets Let down your hair And sit with me here by the firelight Why think all about Who's gonna win out We'll make up our story as we go along There's so little time For us to try to rhyme And so many highways to travel upon Open your eyes Get up off your chair There's so much to do in the sunlight Give up your secrets and let down your hair And sit with me here by the firelght |
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The Critic: Song was pretty white.
Mike: And I'll tell you somethin' else too... the same thing goes for Christmas! (gasp) (intro to Circle Sky) Davy: He's crazy! (laughing) (gunshot) Lord High 'n' Low: Boys, don't ever, but never, make fun of no cripples. Man Being Interviewed #1: Somebody come up and giggle at you, that's a violation of your civil rights. Man Being Interviewed #2: Skunk bait, that's what the world is full of. That's what it's based on. That's what this economy is based on. Man Being Interviewed #3: Are you telling me that you don't see the connection between government and laughing at people? Peter: Well, let me tell you one thing, son. Nobody lends money to a man with a sense of humour. (evil laugh) (heartbeat) (door creaking) |
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Circle sky
Telling lies Here I stand At demand And it looks we've made it once again Yes it looks we've made it once again Color sound All around Wing tip smile Sees for miles And it looks we've made it once again Yes it looks we've made it once again It's a very extraordinary scene To those who dont understand But what you have seen you must believe If you can If you can Hamilton Smiling down Telling more Than before And it looks we've made it once again Yes it looks we've made to the end |
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Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday dear Mike Happy Birthday to you |
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Some thing doesn't change
There is only one Always changing inside What does it become Can you dig it? Do you know? Would you care to let it show? Those who know it use it Those who start it die To sing that you can dig it Is to make your summer fly Can you dig it? Do you know? Would you care to let it show? Can you dig it? Do you know? Would you care to let it show? There is only feeling In this world of life and death I sing the praise of never change With every single breath Can you dig it? Do you know? Would you care to let it show? Hey!... |
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"Coming soon... Head...
Coming soon... Head... Coming soon... Head..." "Now... playing... Head... Head..." |
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