Black sails knifing through the pitchblende night
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Away from the radioactive landmass madness
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From the silver-suited people searching out
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Uncontaminated food and shelter on the shores
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No glowing metal on our ship of wood only
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Free happy crazy people naked in the universe
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WE SPEAK EARTH TALK
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GO RIDE THE MUSIC
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If you smile at me you know I will understand
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Cause that is something everybody everywhere does
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In the same language
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I can see by your coat my friend that you're from the other side
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There's just one thing I got to know
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Can you tell me please who won
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You must try some of my purple berries
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I been eating them for six or seven weeks now
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Haven't got sick once
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Probably keep us both alive
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Wooden ships on the water very free and easy
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Easy you know the way it's supposed to be
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Silver people on the shoreline leave us be
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Very free and easy
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Sail away where the mornin sun goes high
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Sail away where the wind blows sweet and young birds fly
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Take a sister by her hand
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Lead her far from this barren land
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Horror grips us as we watch you die
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All we can do is echo your anguished cry and
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Stare as all you human feelings die
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We are leaving
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You don't need us
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Go and take a sister by her hand
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Lead her far from this foreign land
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Somewhere where we might laugh again
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We are leaving
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You don't need us
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Sailing ships on the water very free and easy
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Easy you know the way it's supposed to be
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Silver people on the shoreline leave us be
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Very free
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And gone
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NO C'MON
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GO RIDE THE MUSIC
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C'MON RIDE IT CHILD
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Wooden Ships
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| Jefferson Airplane |
