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The world is just a great big onion |
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& pain & fear are the spices that make you cry |
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Oh, & the only way to get rid of this great big onion |
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Is to plant love seeds until it dies, uh huh |
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Hey world! We got a great big job to do |
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Yeah, we need you |
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& everybody who loves truth |
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Don't you know we've got to clean up this place |
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& reach far high & oh yeah |
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Yes we do |
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We gotta be headstrong about rightin' the wrong |
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& make a mountain of happy souls, oh; |
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Oh |
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The world is just a great big onion |
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& I don't care, it's the face people like to wear |
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Yes it is now |
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& the only way to get rid of this great big onion |
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Every one single soul's got to do their share |
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Tell about it, baby! |
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So come on, let's knock on every door |
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Tell them love is the answer |
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Whether they're rich or poor, oh yeah |
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For we don't care what you do |
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How you look, or your status claim, baby |
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No no, because brothers & sisters |
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From now on, is gonna be everyone's name, oh oh |
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The world is just a great big onion |
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& pain & fear are the spices that make you cry |
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Yes it is |
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& the only way to get rid of this great big onion |
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Is to plant love seeds |
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Now everybody, got to plant love seeds |
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Come on & plant love seeds |
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Until it dies |
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The world is just a great big onion |
