| Yeah I’m a go down to the corner of beach and
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| Dance in the street to the barnacle beat yeah
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| I’m a go down and pick ‘em off the ground
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| Off the ground
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| Stand in the traffic and whale and I’ll dance
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| Just to watch the plastics trip as they glance
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| Well, well I’ll go down and show 'em all our sound
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| All our sound
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| I’m a go down to the corner of beach and
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| Dance in the street to the barnacle beat yeah
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| Maybe, just maybe they won’t find me crazy
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| When the first ones to come is always the young and
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| Drops a baby at the sight of some fun
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| The youngies and the druggies and the pretties and the uglies
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| Till the oldies come down and get what they’ve been wanting
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| The first ones to come is always the young and
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| Drops a baby at the sight of the sun
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| The youngies and the druggies and the pretties and the uglies
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| Till the oldies come down and get what they’ve been wanting
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| Bring what you choose
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| Your roots and dancing shoes
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| Your kazoos and kangaroos
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| We’ve got nothing to loose
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| Well, Well I’ll go down and show 'em all around
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| All around
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| Sing your own tune or just sing along
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| Play your grass flute we cannot go wrong
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| Well I’ll go down and show 'em how to drown
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| How to drown
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| I’m a go down to the corner of beach and
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| Dance in the street to the barnacle beat yeah
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| Maybe, just maybe they won’t find me crazy
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| When the first ones to come is always the young and
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| Drops a baby at the sight of some fun
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| The youngies and the druggies and the pretties and the uglies
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| Till the oldies come down and get what they’ve been wanting
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| The first ones to come is always the young and
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| Drops a baby at the sight of the sun
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| The youngies and the druggies and the pretties and the uglies
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| Till the oldies come down and get what they’ve been wanting
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| I’m a go down to the carnival street and
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| Stand on my hands and smoke with my feet
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| Well I’m a go down to the merry go round |