The ship was sailing through a Tempest of fear
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There was lightning and explosions galore
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And the waves came whooshing and crashing and boy!
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It was panic as we swam for the shore
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There were ladies and babies being trampled to hell
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Where ihe flames flickered happy and sad
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And the honey-coloured moon was bouncing around
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He was laughing, saying: "Dear, this is mad!!!"
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Oh, come on!
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Oh, come on!
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Oh, come on! let's sling it and do it again!"
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Then a message flashed in the sky by the sun:
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"Be careful, ihis is only a game!
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If you believe what you see, you'll be rewarded by me
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And be drownded or burned - it's all ihe same!"
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Oh the fear in our hearts was diminished at once
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We began to restore love and peace
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And though the ship had gone down, there was a moral we found:
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"If this is life, then it's hard to believe!"
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"Oh, come on!
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Oh, come on!
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Oh, come on! Iet's sltng it and do it again!"
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"Oh, come on!
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Oh, come on!
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Oh. come on! let's sling it and do it again!"
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SLING IT
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Steve Harley |