And the weatherman said to my friend,
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"What's your name?"
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My friend said, "Write yours down, mine is almost the same."
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Erase the "S" and "M" in their place put a "G" and "R"
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And an "ND" look at me what's that say
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Then the weatherman stood with his head hung in shame
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He took off his big belt, put it down, turned away
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But my friend said, "Don't leave, I just harvested beets, let's go eat at my place."
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With his mouth full the weatherman stared at his plate
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And he knew it was his heart that made my friend great
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Not his muscles, his money, his job or his name or his fame
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See my friend isn't famous
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He is just a good person who grows what he eats
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And if you have a mouth then he will try to feed you
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And if you are cold he'll put wood in the stove
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Grab a quilt and some warm flannel sheets
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So the Grand Champion called up Sam Champion
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Said, "Let's plant a garden in the heart of this wasteland."
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And Sam said, "Hey man, this'll be breaking news,"
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but Grand said, "I won't wait for your camera crews.
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See, I don't do what I do for the glory.
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I do what I do because it's a good story.
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I do what I do because there is a need and a hunger created by corporate greed.
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See there's a surplus of food in this country,
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And nobody should ever go to sleep hungry,
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But that food is kept under lock and key
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Considered a privilege for people with money."
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Then the weatherman dropped to his hands his knees
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With a tear in his eye and unable to speak
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He was driven to action by only compassion
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He dug in the dirt and he planted some beans
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Planted some beans
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Planted some beans
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Planted some beans
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Planted some beans
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Grandma said to me
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If you only have one bean
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And you meet someone with no bean
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You should give them half your bean
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Cause you will be less hungry
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If you eat just half a bean
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Than if you eat a whole bean in front of somebody with no bean.
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Sunbeams And Some Beans
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Kimya Dawson |