| Rhyme and reason, reason and rhyme
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| We ask the old man what is the time
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| The time he said I do not know
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| The clock stopped working sometime ago
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| What a disaster was our reply
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| We don’t know if its 1 o’clock or half past 5
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| The man kept talking things were fine
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| Looking to the sky he said the time was for
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| Reason and rhyme
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| Reason and Rhyme, rhyme and reason
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| We asked the old lady what is the season
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| The season she said you can’t be sure
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| The weather is strange can’t tell you anymore
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| Woh my god woh my god woh my god
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| What a thing we don’t know if its
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| Summer autumn winter or spring
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| Then she said this may be pleasing
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| The time has come for rhyme and reason
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| Rhyme and reason and destination
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| We ask ourselves what is this nation
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| This place they say is no mans land
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| And terranaleous is written in the sand
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| So what with all these spaces
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| Why can’t we be independent?
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| And combine the races
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| Well we will see what we can do
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| Like time and season
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| We will rhyme and reason |