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God never listened to Charlie Parker |
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Charlie Parker lived in vain |
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Blasphemer, womanizer |
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Let a needle numb his brain |
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Wash away his monkey music |
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Damn his demons, damn his pain |
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And what's the point of Albert Einstein |
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What do we need Physics for? |
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Heresy's his inspiration |
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Corrupt and rotten to the core |
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Curse his devious mathematics |
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Curse his deadly atom war |
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There's a message on the wind |
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Calling me to glory somewhere |
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There are signs too deep for the dumb |
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Like perfume in the air |
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And when I get to Heaven |
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I won't realize that I'm there |
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Shakespeare, Isaac Newton |
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Small ideas for little boys |
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Adding to the senseless chatter |
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Adding to the background noise |
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Hard to hear my oratory |
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Hard to hear my inner voice |
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Van Gogh, Botticelli |
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Scraping paint onto a board |
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Color is the fuel of madness |
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That's no way to praise the Lord |
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Gray's the color of the pious |
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Knelt upon the misery cord |
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There's a message on the wind |
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Calling me to glory somewhere |
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There are signs too deep for the dumb |
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Like perfume in the air |
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And when I get to Heaven |
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I won't realize that I'm there |
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I'm familiar with the cover |
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I don't need to read the book |
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I police the world of action |
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Inside's where I can never look |
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Got no time to help the worthless |
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Lotus-eaters, Mandarins, crooks |
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There's a message on the wind |
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Calling me to glory somewhere |
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There are signs too deep for the dumb |
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Like perfume in the air |
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And when I get to Heaven |
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I won't realize that I'm there |
