| Put on your cloud stepping shoes and dance
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| Shake off the lonely bad blues, take a chance
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| Seek out and find a green jade pool, hide behind the moon
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| Don’t let the judges sing your name
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| Remember from where you came
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| He rolls and tumbles and he laughs, when he speaks
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| And heaven’s sweet wine brings a blush to his cheeks
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| Who showed him the way to live forever, longer than anyone
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| For he stole the petals from the dying sun
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| Fresh when the day was done
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| Now over the seas or the mountains, he calls
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| There must be a way I can stay, Lord immortal
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| Wanna go to heaven on my flying trapeze
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| Eat all the fruit I please
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| Wanna drink my fill of that heavenly wine
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| Till the judges call my time
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| Stone monkey gather your family round
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| And follow the sun on down |