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And it's a fact, you are cold, they react, dream |
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Gerrard Hippos don't wear hats, lobsters shriek if provoked |
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On long blue ribbons |
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That he may see while he sleeps |
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Monsieur Old |
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Neddy, he wears spectacles in bed |
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That he may see dreams more clearly |
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The night, it will be black, and white raven croaking |
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I am thirsty, die, they won't let it be |
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They think it should be done with reality |
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I scream from a skull. |
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Fritz, bring your wigwam |
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They won't let it be |
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They think it should be done with reality, with reality |
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They won't let it be |
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They think it should be done with reality, with reality |
