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I can see by the hole in your head that you wanna be friends |
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You're the right one, baby |
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I can tell by the moon in your eyes that you're loved by the tribe |
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You're the right one, baby |
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Hook you up to the coil of the one who makes time with the sun |
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And who keeps us pumping |
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See your mind on the hood of my car and forever in power |
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As the world keeps dumping down |
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We are the only ones |
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Put the earth in the crook of your arm now |
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Tease it and and charm it and watch life spray everywhere |
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I have something more cosmic in mind |
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It's a warpage of time, it is bliss for everyone |
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Hook you up to the coil of the one who makes time with the sun |
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And who keeps us pumping |
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See your mind on the hood of my car and forever in power |
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As the world keeps dumping down |
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We are the only ones, oh yeah |
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Yeah, we are the only ones |
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What can I say? |
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What can I say |
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What can I say? |
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What can I say |
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What can I say? |
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What can I say |
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What can I say? |
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What can I say |
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We are all here, my friend |
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All dogged, all spaced but all so beautiful |
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We burn that mountain down |
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And always pump for peace when possible |
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We bite ourselves and bite our dogs |
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And stretch the flesh unmovable |
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We are all here, my friends |
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Alive and spaced but all so beautiful |
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We are all here, my friends |
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All dead and spaced but all so beautiful |
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We burn that mountain down |
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And always pump for peace when possible |
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We bite ourselves and bite our dogs |
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And stretch the flesh unmovable |
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We are all here my friends |
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Alive and spaced but all so beautiful |
