Hundreds - thousands - millions
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will appear
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He struggles to signal |
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so says the weird beard
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And he rides around
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For a chance to see it all
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Uncertain and unknowing
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We're sure he will fall
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So he quickly takes the high road to where is not know
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He will return
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Down a slide to his throne
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Chorus: And he says - he says
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Weird Beard
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5 mile - 6 mile - 7 mile
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wide
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As he sped toward the mountain
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An easy place to hide
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Weird Beard
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| Fu ManChu |
