Someone wants to blow up the planet
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Johnny wants to find out why
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Johnny did a show in St. Louis
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Love came through the sky.
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Oh yeah, they were camped out,
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Waiting for the sun to rise
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Oh yeah, Johnny sang out
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Love into the sky.
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Johnny found a place out in Texas
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Waiting for him to come
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Made himself a reservation
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And hope came, in the gun.
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Oh yeah, he was flying,
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Waiting for the sun to rise
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Oh yeah, color by numbers
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Waiting for the sun to rise.
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Johnny did some time in the army
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Johnny did a stint in Vietnam.
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Now he can't forget it,
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His mind is confused,
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slipping from his twisted hand.
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Oh yeah, he's still back there
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With one hand on the gun
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Oh yeah, he's still back there
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Waiting for the rising sun.
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Now Johnny
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likes to go down the highway
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The wind singing in his ears
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Right up as
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most things go whirring by
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By day everything looks clear.
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Oh yeah, Johnny ride on
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Gonna find a special home
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Oh yeah, down the highway
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Looking for the rising sun.
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Color By Numbers
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Neil Young |