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Well, I think it was meant before me
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Would you scrabble, that down is on some awesome power
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Will any of them ever fly
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And by fly I mean get out,
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Get out of the temptations, the golden crusts in the sky.
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The pink flowers of zion,
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Everything, everywhere has gotten into the giant.
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The seed that bounce back on top of that irish island
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That is your proof, man, that everything is sometimes scatting into the dying.
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I never liked that coop island, now even less
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Since is in my laughter, you shoot it upon the ocean
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I was on design.
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Flipped my jolysness and dream, little boy,
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Face the sacrifice on to the living power,
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This all fucking noise is underrate
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And you sail away,
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Don¡¯t plan to stop him out to that cold
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And if we go slow enough I might just drop there one day
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I might just set the green air
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And I might just drop all the plays.
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I wish a pink flower¡¯s away
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I wish a pink flower¡¯s away
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I wish a pink flower¡¯s away
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I wish a pink flower¡¯s away
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I wish a pink flower¡¯s away
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I wish a pink flower¡¯s away.
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Cloud Of Evil
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Blackout Beach |