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Sitting on the beach like Clarence in Wonderland
I had a dream and I know you will understand Riding up the beach, it only took a moment Along came a lady looking for amusement She came up to me and everything was smiling And then she said something, it sounded like a violin Let's go to my chateau, we could have a good time Drinking lots of sky wine Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon We're gonna get there soon Gonna get there soon There's no doubt about it Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon We're gonna get there soon Gonna get there soon Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon in June and this tune We're gonna get there soon, soon. soon, soon |
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What do you know about nothing people?
You sell yourself so you can buy more What do you care about bluffing people? Does it make you want to try more? We know what you mean We know what you've seen We understand What do you care about bluffing people Throwing sparrows from the treetops What do you care about nothing people? When you're waiting at the bus stop I'm very glad to hear that We understand the sky will be visible soon We understand the sky will be visible soon Soon soon soon you will be obliged to try Soon soon soon to reach your moon and die What do you care about nothing people? You sell yourself so you can buy more What do you care about nothing people? And does it make you want to try more? It's very nice to know Everybody sing now An optimistic future |
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I can tell...
I can tell by the ring of a bell A chime that is clear and true But if it's cracked, the sound is flat Like happiness that's untrue Out of the East, the sun flew West Trailing its golden spray My heart burns, when fortune turns The trail to light my way Days go by, I watch the sky My eyes forever quest The sun returns, though my hope yearns Forever things point the rest Sun heart burns Moon glow turns Stars will trade Hope for happiness Hope for happiness Hope for happiness, happiness, happiness Flowers grow wild, just for the child Sniff this sprinkling bloom When you grow up, hope colours up The things that cause us gloom Tell can you now how fun is made? It's how happiness is really found Look for advice, be told more than twice By people all around Sun heart burns Moon glow turns Stars will trade Hope for happiness Hope for happiness Hope for happiness, happiness, happiness |
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On a dilemma between what I need and what I just want
Between your thighs I feel a sensation How long can I resist the temptation? I've got my bird, you've got your man So who else do we need, really? Now I'm here, I may as well put my other hand in yours While we decide how far to go and if we've got time to do it now And if it's half as good for you as it is for me Then you won't mind if we lie down for a while, just for a while Till all the thing I want is need You are the thing I are, I knew I want you more than ever now We're on the floor, and you want more, and I feel almost sure That cause now we've agreed, that we got what we need Then all the thing us needs is wanting I realized when I saw you last We've been together now and then From time to time - just here and there Now I know how it feels from my hair to my heels To have you haunt the horns of my dilemma - Oh! Wait a minute! - Over - Up - Over - Up - ... Down Down - Over - Up - Over - ... Up Living can be lovely, here in New York State Ah, but I wish that I were home And I wish I were home again - back home again, home again There are places and people that I'm so glad to have seen Ah, but I miss the trees, and I wish that I were home again Back home again The sun shines here all summer Its nice cause you can get quite brown Ah, but I miss the rain - ticky tacky ticky And I wish that I were home again - home again, home again... Living is easy here in New York State Ah, but I wish that I were home again Just before we go on to the next part of our song Let's all make sure we've got the time Music-making still performs the normal functions - background noise for people scheming, seducing, revolting and teaching That's all right by me, don't think that I'm complaining After all, it's only leisure time, isn't it? Now I love your eyes - see how the time flies She's learning to hate, but it's just too late for me It was the same with her love It just wasn't enough for me But before this feeling dies Remember how distance can tell lies! You can almost see her eyes, is it me she despises or you? You're awfully nice to me and I'm sure you can see what her game is She sees you in her place, just as if it's a race And you're winning, and you're winning She just can't undertsand that for me everything's just beginning Until I get more homesick So before this feeling dies, remember how distance tells us lies... |
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And later we had coffee and the cream spilled on the sheets
and you said leave it I can clean when you've gone and underneath the chaos of your hair around your pretty face and shoulders you were thinking 'bastard you bastard' And I get up in the morning, saw your face upon the pillow where you dribble in the night like a baby in the womb and you flip the sheets around your head above your soft and fragile body, then I wanted to stay with you forever And I plucked your naked eyelid and the makeup off your mouth and then the cheeks around your mouth and then you stretched your legs and arms and closed them up again tucked up inside the bed clothes and the frontman gave a dirty little smile So wherever peeled off sheets and blankets and you turn until your bare toe captified them put you on the neck you slid your fingers down my back and could be only you and I knew then I'd be picked up to be with you forever |
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Famous parabolic versions
Songs that promise: Beauty, sleep, love, sadness Do I dream that something's missing? Hungry, thirsty, open off-peak mind Give me the truth, give me the truth, give me the truth, tell me... Songs and verses Handy captions Photographs of: Real-life action, horror, madness Can it be that something's happening? Wash me, paint me, but please don't taint me Give me a chance, give me chance, give me a chance... When I was young, the sky was blue And everyone knew what to do But now it's gone, the telly's here Mass media, the sewer too Universal maximillion Eight rare cases Chickenpox and crawling gladness Seemingly it's nothing happening Cure my doctor Don't swallow him down Give me the cure, give me the cure, give me the cure... The night was cool, the moon was bright The air was clear with oxygen The stars were there, and in my eyes Were thousands of chrysanthemums Don't use magnets ? Geophysics carry you back Wholesome, healthfood, homepride Satisfied Something outside gives out hunger Face my mirror Electricity... |
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