| The other day they waited
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| The sky was dark and faded
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| Solemnly they stated
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| «He has to die
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| You know he has to die»
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| And all the children learning
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| From books that they were burning
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| Every leaf was turning
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| To watch him die
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| You know he has to die
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| The summer sun looked down on him
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| His mother could but frown on him
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| And all the other sound on him
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| But it doesn’t seem to matter
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| And when the day had ended
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| With rainbow colors blended
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| His mind remained unbended
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| He had to die
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| You know he had to die
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| Spanish lady come to me
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| She lays on me this rose
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| It rainbow spirals round and round
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| It trembles and explodes
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| It left a smoking crater of my mind
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| I like to blow away
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| But the heat came ‘round and busted me
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| For smiling on a cloudy day
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| Coming, coming, coming around (coming around)
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| Coming around in a circle (coming around)
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| Coming (coming), coming (coming), coming around (coming around)
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| Coming around in a circle (coming around)
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| Escaping through the lily fields
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| I came across an empty space
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| It trembled and exploded
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| Left a bus stop in its place
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| The bus came by and I got on
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| That’s when it all began
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| There was cowboy Neal at the wheel
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| Of a bus to never-ever land
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| Coming, coming, coming around (coming around)
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| Coming around in a circle (coming around)
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| Coming (coming), coming (coming), coming around (coming around)
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| Coming around in a circle (coming around)
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| And when the day had ended
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| With rainbow colors blended
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| His mind remained unbended
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| He had to die
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| You know he had to die
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| He had to die
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| You know he had to die
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| He had to die
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| Well, you know he had to die |