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Wildflowers grow everywhere |
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Vibrations flow, things will have to change |
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(good evening, madam. it's a recording. yes.) |
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Strange new ideas fill the air |
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Some people leave, others grieve |
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Some were bare but things will change |
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Old concepts go, new ones grow |
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All at once the world begins to love again |
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(..... hello uncle bill) |
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And the wildflowers grow out of fields |
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Fields of people |
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There's no such thing as a weed |
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Seeds of hatred |
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Plant them and soon they will breed |
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(going to the pub, are you? evening madam.) |
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Wildflowers grow everywhere |
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Vibrations flow, things will have to change |
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(good evening, madam. it's a recording. yes.) |
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Strange new ideas fill the air |
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Some people leave, others grieve |
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Some were bare but things will change |
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Old concepts go, new ones grow |
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All at once the world begins to love again |
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(..... hello uncle bill) |
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And the wildflowers grow out of fields |
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Love of people |
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There's no such thing as a weed |
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Seeds of hatred |
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Plant them and soon they will breed |
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Fields of people |
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There's no such thing as a weed |
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Seeds of hatred |
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Plant them and soon they will feed |
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Wildflowers grow everywhere |
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Vibrations flow, things will have to change |
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(good evening, madam. it's a recording. yes.) |
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Strange new ideas fill the air |
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Some people leave, others grieve |
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Some were bare but things will change |
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Old concepts go, new ones grow |
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All at once the world begins to love again |
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(..... hello uncle bill) |
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And the wildflowers grow out of fields |
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(there's a bloke out here looking for the band) |
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There's no such thing as a weed |
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Seeds of hatred |
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Plant them and soon they will breed |
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There's no such thing as a weed |
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Seeds of hatred |
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Plant them and soon they will breed |
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There's no such thing as a weed |
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Seeds of hatred |
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Plant them and soon they will breed |
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(here we are now in great portland street. ah, good evening sir, i |
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Wonder would you like to come over here and say a few words in the |
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Microphone. oh. it catches one a bit off balance suddenly to be |
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Interrupted in the street. I got one. hello, I don't wanna taxi. what i |
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Want is this. you're a tazi driver, and we wanna taxi driver's opinion |
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On pop music. I think it's very good mate. just cause I gettin' a bit |
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Anciant don't mean to say I don't enjoy it. good. toot your organ and |
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We'll be away.) |
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(hold it. one more time, it's a bit ragged. try one more. here we go.) |