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My my what a lovely day
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Could it be that we've arrived in fair Magentalane
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There were times, many times
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When I thought we wouldn't make it
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I was quite prepared to take it like a man
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But here I am
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Aye aye bring our best champagne
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We'll drink a toast, you and I, to fair Magentalane now let me see well shouldn't
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I make a speech or say something in Greek
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Perhaps recite a Browning poem, but why
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When the only thing that's on my mind is
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It feels so good
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It feels so good
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It feels so good to be back at home
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In Magentalane where the sea of pink champagne flows Magentalane Under rose-colored bainrows
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I mean rainbows
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Yes there were times, several times
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I was sure we'd been defeated
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As our Hopes became depleted through the years
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But now we're here so if you please
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it's time to take our leave
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The road to liberty awaits us on the aerodrome incline Gonna leave that bad old world behind
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'Cause it feels so good
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It feels so good
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It feels so good to be back at home
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