| There’s a big brown cloud in the city
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| And the countryside’s a sin
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| And the price of life is too high to give up
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| Got to come down again
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| When the world wide war is over and done
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| And the dream of peace comes true
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| We’ll all be drinking that free bubble up
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| And eating that rainbow stew
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| When they find out how to burn water
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| And the gasoline car is gone
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| When an airplane flies without any fuel
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| And sunlight heats our home
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| One of these days when the air clears up
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| And the sun come shining through
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| We’ll all be drinking that free bubble up
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| And eating that rainbow stew
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| Eating rainbow stew with a silver spoon
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| Underneath that sky of blue
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| We’ll all be drinking that free bubble up
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| And eating that rainbow stew
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| You don’t have to get high to be happy
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| Just think about what’s in store
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| When people start doing what they oughta to be doing
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| They won’t be booing no more
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| When a president goes through the white house doors
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| And does what he says he’ll do |