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Well, once I was a stone, many years ago |
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Into a pool was thrown, many years ago |
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Time went by and the pool ran dry |
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Excavated was I, and tempered and beat in the fiery heat |
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By the hand of a man, whose name was Dan, Dan the blacksmith |
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Well once I was a daisy, many years ago |
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In pastures green and lazy, many years ago |
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But I was et by a goat who fell in a moat |
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And forgetting to float he sunk like a lead and stayed until dead |
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And was relieved to find just how kind it all was |
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Well, once I was a bullfrog, had to struggle for survival |
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And once I was a carp and lived in waters on the meadow |
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And once I was a mynah bird, quoting verses from the Bible |
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I said pretty boy, pretty boy, Saint Luke |
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(Guitar solo) |
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Then I was born a human baby, many years ago |
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I remember I was born unto a lady, many years ago |
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All our hopes were piled on the back of a child |
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Who turned out to be wild, sent the devil a prayer |
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Caused the parson to swear so I took my leave |
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To lie and thieve, on my way to jail |
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Well, I've been a tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor |
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Known good times and disaster |
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But now I have a teacher and my teacher has a master |
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And the master is perfection, so he'll help us get there faster |
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Don't need no proof, 'cause that's the truth, and I'll drink to that! |
