| My my what a lovely day
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| Could it be that we’ve arrived in fair Magentalane
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| There were times, many times
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| When I thought we wouldn’t make it
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| I was quite prepared to take it like a man
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| But here I am
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| Aye aye bring our best champagne
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| We will drink a toast, you and I, to fair Magentalane
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| Now let me see well shouldn’t I make a speech
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| Or say something in Greek
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| Perhaps recite a browning poem, but why
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| When the only thing that is on my mind is
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| It feels so good
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| It feels so good
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| It feels so good to be back at home
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| In Magentalane
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| Where the sea of pink champagne flows
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| Magentalane
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| Under rose colored bainrows
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| I mean rainbows
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| Yes there were times, several times
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| I was sure we had been defeated
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| As our Hopes became depleted through the years
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| But now we are here
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| So if you please it is time to take our leave
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| The road to liberty awaits us on the aerodrome incline
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| Gonna leave that bad old world behind
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| Because it feels so good
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| It feels so good
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| It feels so good to be back at home |