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Jimi Hendrix |
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Miscellaneous |
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1983 ... (A Merman I Should Turn To Be) |
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Hurrah, I awake from yesterday |
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Alive, but the war is here to stay |
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So my love, Catherina and me, |
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decide to take our last walk through the noise to the sea |
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Not to die but to reborn, |
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away from lands so battered and torn |
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Forever, forever |
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Oh say, can you see it's really such a mess |
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Every inch of Earth is a fighting nest |
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Giant pencil and lipstick tube shaped things, |
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Continue to rain and cause screaming pain |
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And the arctic stains from silver blue to bloody red |
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as our feet find the sand, |
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and the sea is straight ahead, straight up ahead |
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Well it's too bad that our friends, can't be with us today |
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Well it's too bad |
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The machine, that we built, |
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would never save us', that's what they say |
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(That's why they ain't coming with us today) |
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And they also said it's impossible for a man to live and breathe under |
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water, forever, |
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was their main complaint |
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And they also threw this in my face, they said: |
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Anyway, you know good and well it would be beyond the will of God, |
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and the grace of the King (grace of the King) |
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(Yeah, yeah) |
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So my darling and I make love in the sand, |
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to salute the last moment ever on dry land |
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Our machine, it has done its work, played its part well |
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Without a scratch on our bodies and we bid it farewell |
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Starfish and giant foams greet us with a smile |
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Before our heads go under we take a last look at the killing noise |
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Of the out of style, the out of style, out of style(oooh)... |
