
Date of issue: 20.09.2009
Song language: English
Maybe |
Maybe my cracking fingers |
Dig their way around this hyper-magic mind |
And maybe my foolish wandering |
Can be a soak, if not now, when? |
Decide |
Maybe it makes us clockers |
In a place where’s there’s no space and time |
And maybe then it’s no wonder |
Just can’t seem to get there now |
Maybe there’ll be no trees there |
And I’ll have no other branch to rely on |
And maybe you’ll be my barber |
Cut your hair to mix |
Cut your hair to mix with mine |
(Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba |
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba |
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