| There is life on this planet and I know because I’ve seen it
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| It is wading in the slimiest of Saturday nights
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| There’s a white haunted moon hanging over the lagoon
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| It was made for a moment just such as this
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| There is love in the eyes of the birds and bees
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| There are plastic bags and suburban trees
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| Keep your eyes open all the time and I think you’ll find
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| There’s no place to hide and the world is alive
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| There are sailors on the ocean little kids with crazy notions
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| And their head’s are gonna spin like a tornado
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| There’s a bible by the TV and the curtain’s blowing freely
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| In this hotel room make my heart do flips
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| There’s a bush that burns but is not consumed
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| There’s a glass of milk in an empty room
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| There’s a song at the heart of it all and we all try hard
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| Just to write it down but you can’t write it down
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| Whew! |