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Some thing doesn't change |
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There is only one |
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Always changing inside |
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What does it become |
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Can you dig it? |
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Do you know? |
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Would you care to let it show? |
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Those who know it use it |
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Those who start it die |
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To sing that you can dig it |
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Is to make your summer fly |
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Can you dig it? |
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Do you know? |
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Would you care to let it show? |
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Can you dig it? |
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Do you know? |
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Would you care to let it show? |
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There is only feeling |
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In this world of life and death |
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I sing the praise of never change |
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With every single breath |
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Can you dig it? |
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Do you know? |
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Would you care to let it show? |
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Hey!... |
