| Tried the swirling mists of Avalon
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| The suburbs of Pompeii
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| I trod the Himalayan foothills
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| Stopped in Denver for a day
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| I sampled sweet Siberia
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| Flew whales 'round Tampa Bay
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| I pitched my tent next to the palace
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| In the Republic of No Way
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| And I’ve been one with the people
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| I trod water, rode the clouds
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| Not trying to impress you
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| But I cannot cope with crowds
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| Just be assured I’ve liked it here, I recommend the view
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| If I had to do it all again, I’d wear my better shoes
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| My friends are so accommodating, even you
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| Know this world is full of wonders
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| Under each and every stone
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| The Song of Sam, the Crack of Thunder
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| And the alarm bell on your phone
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| I have dipped my feet in waters
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| That would chill your fragile bones
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| But even though I’ve liked it here, I sense I’m out of place
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| So for my next trick I will show you how to make some space
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| I’ll slip inside this now, count up to 1338
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| I’m away… My way |