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THIRD STONE FROM THE SUN
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{intro slowed down talking}
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Star fleet to scout ship, please give your position. Over.
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I'm in orbit around the third planet from the star called
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the sun. Over.
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You mean its the Earth? Over.
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Positive. It is known to have some form of intelligent species. Over.
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I think we should take a look.
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{intro slowed down talking ends}
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Strange beautiful grass of green,
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with your majestic silver seas
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Your mysterious mountains I wish to see closer
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May I land my kinky machine?
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{start slowed down}
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Strange beautiful, grass of green
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with your majestic silver seas
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Your mysterious mountains I wish to see closer
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May I land my kinky machine?
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{end slowed down}
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Although your world wonders me,
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with your majestic and superior cackling hen
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Your people I do not understand,
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so to you I shall put an end
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And you'll
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never hear
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surf music again
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{start slowed down...rough guess at lyrics}
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Secret
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Oh, secret
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Oh
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Shhhh...
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{end slowwed down}
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THIRD STONE FROM THE SUN
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| Jimi Hendrix |
