| Ain’t no doubt Jesus sees us
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| Acting foolishly on American Band Stand
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| Agog with spastic baskets, the latest fashions
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| Here I am, here I am, here I am.
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| But that chin music sound, oh how it drowns
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| Gotta shake 'em on down
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| Scaling up the heights of folly.
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| Kill the lights and bring the music down, Everybody be quiet.
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| Sudden movement on the Serengeti, get ready Freddy.
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| Opportunity only knocks once
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| Never mind the fat ones, just go for the slow ones
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| See how they run see how they run see how they run.
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| While you were busy lighting roman candles on the yellowcake
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| They shook you on down.
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| When the rain start falling, boatman calling,
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| Got to Shake 'em on down.
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| The flood receding, the mountain appears
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| Send out the black bird, send out the dove
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| You babel rabble-rousers
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| In polyester trousers
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| Big bright cities
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| Ain’t no doubt Vishnu missed you, then Kali kissed you.
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| Better get busy
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| Days get shorter, air gets colder,
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| Tune on into the N.O.A.A. |
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| Scaling up the heights of folly.
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| While you were busy lighting roman candles on the yellowcake
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| They shook you on down.
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| When the rain start falling, boatman calling,
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| Got to Shake 'em on down (2x)
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| The flood receding, the mountain appears
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| Send out the black bird, send out the dove… |