| The ship was sailing through a Tempest of fear
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| There was lightning and explosions galore
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| And the waves came whooshing and crashing and boy!
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| It was panic as we swam for the shore
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| There were ladies and babies being trampled to hell
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| Where ihe flames flickered happy and sad
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| And the honey-coloured moon was bouncing around
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| He was laughing, saying: «Dear, this is mad!!!»
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| Oh, come on!
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| Oh, come on!
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| Oh, come on! |
| let’s sling it and do it again!"
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| Then a message flashed in the sky by the sun:
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| «Be careful, ihis is only a game!
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| If you believe what you see, you’ll be rewarded by me And be drownded or burned — it’s all ihe same!»
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| Oh the fear in our hearts was diminished at once
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| We began to restore love and peace
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| And though the ship had gone down, there was a moral we found:
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| «If this is life, then it’s hard to believe!»
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| «Oh, come on!
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| Oh, come on!
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| Oh, come on! |
| Iet’s sltng it and do it again!»
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| «Oh, come on!
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| Oh, come on!
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| Oh. |
| come on! |
| let’s sling it and do it again!» |