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Something's growing under that wing |
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I think a face is dawning |
| [00:18.12] |
Oh no, the bugs are gluing faces |
| [00:21.95] |
And you're lost quite classically |
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With your nose in a book |
| [00:28.98] |
And it seems so fitting |
| [00:33.27] |
And perhaps this is the end we've sought after |
| [00:39.97] |
For so long and perhaps now it's done |
| [00:48.37] |
'Cause we found all the dire dreams of men and machines |
| [00:56.26] |
And turned them all around |
| [00:58.92] |
Our identical hands composing our commands |
| [01:06.01] |
I cut the moon in half |
| [01:10.65] |
And stuck a piece in my hair |
| [01:13.44] |
It made the back of my head glow golden yellow |
| [01:19.49] |
And then I took ten stars on sticks |
| [01:24.15] |
And placed them in my small metal bucket |
| [01:30.09] |
And I gave the other half of the moon to you |
| [01:37.02] |
Oh, so you wouldn't forget me while I'm gone |
| [01:46.38] |
'Cause we found all the dire dreams of men and machines |
| [01:54.13] |
And turned them all around |
| [01:56.88] |
To enjoy them and benefit ourselves |
| [02:02.35] |
Our paperback books, our charming looks |
| [02:07.63] |
Our identical hands composing our commands |
| [02:14.47] |
And oh, my love, we could live on the sun |
| [02:23.48] |
And wouldn't we be attractive |
| [02:29.16] |
Riding in our shiny motorcars |
| [02:33.56] |
With eyeglasses full of stars |
| [02:36.26] |
And plenty of paper for scenery paintings |
| [02:44.25] |
'Cause we found all the dire dreams of men and machines |
| [02:52.16] |
And turned them all around |
| [02:54.82] |
To enjoy them and benefit ourselves |
| [03:00.29] |
Our paperback books, our charming looks |
| [03:05.63] |
Our identical hands composing our commands |
