| Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind
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| Dead kings, many things I can’t define
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| Occasions, persuasions clutter your mind
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| Incense and peppermints, the color of time
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| Who cares what games we choose
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| Little to win, but nothing to lose
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| Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns
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| Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around
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| Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah
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| Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah, yeah, no
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| To divide this cockeyed world in two
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| Throw your pride to one side, it’s the least you can do
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| Beatniks and politics, nothing is new
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| A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view
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| Who cares what games we choose
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| Little to win, but nothing to lose
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| Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind
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| Dead kings, many things I can’t define
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| Occasions, persuasions clutter your mind
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| Incense and peppermints, the color of time
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| Who cares what games we choose
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| Little to win, but nothing to lose
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| Incense and peppermints
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| Incense and peppermints
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| Sha la la
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| Sha la la
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| Sha la la |