There¡¯s a place out there
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Where the grass won¡¯t grow
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There¡¯s a place out there
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Where the bugs won¡¯t go
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They say a saucer landed there
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In 1959
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And on that day that very year
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He was born without a spine
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And even though he¡¯ll never walk
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They say he¡¯s doing fine
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There¡¯s a place up there
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Where the wood is charred
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There¡¯s a place up there
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Where the floor is scarred
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They say that she burst into flames
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Late on afternoon
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While sitting in her favorite chair
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Alone up in her room
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They say that what was left of her
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Could fit into a spoon
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There¡¯s a place in there
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That the natives fear
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There¡¯s a place in there
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That you can disappear
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They say before he went away
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He got it all on tape
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Giant paramecium
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And big amoebae shapes
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They say he finally found the proof
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We didn¡¯t come from apes
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Place Out There
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| Ass Ponys |
