| Watch the old man
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| Listen carefully to all he has to say
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| He looks tender
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| There is no rush in his words
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| He thinks fluently and speaks wisely
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| He thinks fluently and speaks wisely
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| Blown from the universal mouth
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| The super soap coloured bubble
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| It’s our home
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| You’re welcome at anytime
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| No other place in the world is so cosy
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| No other place in the world is so
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| Show me your interior
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| And I’ll share my visions
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| While we drink the sweet tea of truth
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| You’ll get back to reality
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| As soon as that incense stick burns out
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| Lungs ahead
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| You’ll spit the smoke
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| To make a clutter on my head
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| I can solve it on the way
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| To the bottom of my soul
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| To the bottom of my soul
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| To the bottom of my soul
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| To the bottom of my soul
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| Blown from the universal mouth
|
| The super soap coloured bubble
|
| It’s our home
|
| You’re welcome at anytime
|
| No other place in the world is so cosy
|
| No other place in the world is so
|
| Blown from the universal mouth
|
| The super soap coloured bubble
|
| It’s our home
|
| You’re welcome at anytime
|
| No other place in the world is so cosy
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| No other place in the world is so cosy |